I can’t remember a time when being involved in worship wasn’t part of my life – that’s what happens when you grow up in family where music and faith are so important. Some of my earliest memories are of shaking a tambourine in church with my Mum up the front leading worship – I must have only been about 3 at the time. [+]
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