I got my first guitar when I was in 6^th grade.  From the moment I saw the candy red, Hohner Stratocaster imitation electric guitar, I was in love.  I played it constantly, and I wrote albums in my head.  Music washed over me in every facet of my life.  I constantly talked about it, shared it, and listened to it.  By the time I was in 7^th grade, I obtained a real drum set, and ever since that moment I have been active playing.  I love music more than almost any other thing in life, and feel that God has given it as a gift to His creation.  Any one of us can associate certain songs with certain moods and memories.  It creates nostalgia, attaching our minds and hearts to seasons we have lived through like no other creative medium can.  It facilitates community, speaks to a connection with God, and moves us physically and emotionally where words cannot.