Violin Maker

One of my memories growing up is the countryside walks my dad would take us on at the weekends. I would often be the one lagging behind, struggling to keep up. Now as I walk with my dad and he holds on to my arm with one hand and his walking stick in the other Read More

When the enemy comes in like a flood

The last week has definitely been a challenge with my mum’s heart attack and our car having 5 windows smashed while my husband was at a prayer meeting. It is no co-incidence amidst working on an album titled ‘The Battle Belongs to the Lord’. But the Lord has enabled me to have the faith to Read More