When I was four years old, my Mama said to me, "That's a nice song, where did you hear that?" I shrugged, and said, " I just made it up in my head."
I didn't realize until I was older that God had given me a gift many people are not blessed with. When I was eleven an older lady walked up to my parents and asked if she could pray for me. She told them that God had given me a gift to sing and write songs and he wanted me to use it for his glory.
Ever after, my Dad forced me to sing for everybody we ever visited. But I was so painfully shy, that each visit was an ordeal. Okay, maybe forced is too strong a word, let's just say he'd ask me to, and I'd rather do anything to keep from dissapointing my Dad. Still, I didn't love being in the limelight.
But something changed when I turned fourteen years old. I had an experience with God. A Holy Ghost, life-altering encounter with the King of Glory. Then I began to welcome every opportunity to sing for His Glory. Oh, I was still shy, but my love for God was stronger than my fear. And the way people seemed to be so blessed! How could I hold back something that gave people joy?
Since then, I've been singing and writing songs for many years (and preaching the Gospel some, too). It still amazes me how much people like my songs and all I can say is that God uses me. Yes, I've got a decent voice, but people hear more. I believe it is the anointing.