Prairie Orchid Pocket Full Of Lizards CD

To tell you of myself, I give you! myself. I am a writer, after all, so I really have no excuse to not write this myself (If you are paying attention, you just discovered the first thing about me: I am a writer! Jot that down for the test at the end).

I grew up believing that using instruments to worship God was a big 'no no.

' My freshman year of college, I did my best to research this theology with a closed mind and prove why what I had always been taught was correct. One day, a realization struck me like a truckload of alpaca llamas; 'I am studying the Bible to prove what I believe! I should be studying the Bible for God to tell me what to believe.

' From that moment onward, God really began working on me.

I discovered a knack for songwriting that had lain dormant in my mind until such time as God allowed it to surface. I decided that if instruments were not wrong for use in worship and expression to God, then I would write songs that glorified Him.

I went in and out of college as the years flew by. My first concert was in Knob Noster, Missouri. A worship minister from Knob Noster dug me up whilst I was cleaning up the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina in New Orleans, Louisiana and said, 'Come. Play a concert at my church.

' Reluctantly, I did. To my amazement, I was comfortable on stage and could actually focus on God while playing, without regard for what the listeners were thinking. God had now provided a springboard from which I jumped into the man known as Page Lynch (or Hutch). I am still astounded at the worship minister's (Tom Deke) faith in God, going with his heart and putting someone as inexperienced as myself on a stage in front of his church family.

I later began the band known as Running Back to Glory ( runningbacktoglory RBtG). I had quite a bit of success with the band, but I still had a strange sensation that my wheels were spinning. I felt God pulling me in a different direction, and through the affirmation of friends, family, and my wife and by the guidance of Christ, I made the decision to continue on as a solo artist.

The year 2008 was the most! special! year of my life. In February I contracted an illness that got me an expensive visit to the emergency room. I was healed in a couple of weeks, but it left me with lasting pain. In late February a member of the youth group I was teaching committed suicide. I learned that there really are situations where God does not intend for you to find answers! I learned how small I am and how big God is. I learned! a lot.

In May of 2008 my grandmother died, and my father sunk into a lengthy depression. In June I married my wonderful wife, Amy. While on our honeymoon, her grandmother died (this was quite a honeymoon buzz kill).

Shortly after my wife's grandmother had passed away, I received an email that a major record label was going to sign me. Finally, I would be able to support my new family and make a living from my favorite thing to do, write songs! Two weeks later, I received an email from the same major record label saying that they did not have the funds to sign new artists right now (this was a bit of a music buzz kill).