Brad Richardson

A few thousand years ago a king named Saul was troubled by a demonic spirit. His servants wisely discerned that if they were to be able to find a person that was a "skillful player on the harp" that the king would be better. One of those servants already had a man in mind. That man was to be none other than one of the greatest kings to ever live... King David.When David was summoned to the King's courts he played for Saul. And as he played on his harp (guitar) the demonic spirit began to subside in it's torment of Saul.I can remember the troubled times of youth...and taking comfort in music. Happy songs, sad songs...whatever. It just felt good to put the headphones on or crank up the volume as loud as I could without getting yelled at by my parents, and just getting lost in the music.Music was a great outlet for my fluctuating emotions and a way of escape from the pains of life. But it never really brought any freedom from the problems and hurts I was experiencing. Neither did sex and drugs for that matter! By the time I was 21 years old I saw myself as such a failure that suicide seemed like a good option. I made a last ditch effort to find some meaning and purpose by saying a prayer to a God that I hoped was able to hear my lonely cry. ..God, if you..re alive please help me.... That was the extent of my prayer but it was from deep within my heart and true. I really felt like I was made for more than sex, drugs and rock-n-roll! Within a week I met a lady that told me about my life .. things that she wouldn..t have been able to know in the natural. She then told me that God had sent her to me in an answer to my prayer! Within a day I trusted her as we prayed together and gave my life to Jesus. I had never felt anything so amazing in my life. I had never taken a drug that made me feel that way! All of the sorrow and hurts and pains I was carrying just began to be washed away in a river of love.Suddenly the whole world began to change.... Overnight the chaos that had always surrounded me began to make some sense. My life began to make sense. The warmth of a father..s love, a feeling of finally belonging and having a purpose in life. The music I had been writing also began to change. I KNEW that God was alive and I was in love with Him! I found that when GOD is in the music, the music really can bring hope, healing and restoration. My prayer is that this music will do that for you. I know that God can do that for you.