Lauren Mosher

If you think this biography will be about a particularly normal girl that was bit by a spider...someone lied to you...My friends and I joke around that if someone were to cut me open, music might bleed out of my body. Sometimes, I wonder if it might be true--then I realize how morbid a thought it is, pick up a guitar and begin writing another tune. I am not entirely sure when the passion suddenly burst out of me, but I like to think that it has slowly built up over time into this explosion of an attempt to comprehend the things I can't grasp. I firmly believe that I have been given a gift and a reason to share that gift with the world. I used to write for myself. The lyrics were merely there to get through my own unpleasant emotions (or at times, to memorize my vocabulary list in eleventh grade english). I quickly had an awakening when I went to Tanzania, Africa to work in an orphanage. As I held a child that had obviously been abused right before she met me, I changed my lyrics. I change my direction. I met a girl named Joy who couldn't have matched her name better and I decided to write music for her, about her, anything to do with her. I felt she needed to be known. From then on, I worked for non-profit organizations, ran benefit concerts and did all I could to make a difference for girls like Joy. Not only because I had seen the need first hand, but because Christ, the Savior of the world, gave me the compassionate heart to care. And in the music--oh, the sweet music. It became incredibly important that it soared further than any word could take me.