Tim

Just a little about where I’m coming from. I am a lifelong music man. I can’t ever remember not listening to and singing music. At age seven I began piano lessons, but after a couple of years all of those notes were just too much bother. I would wish I had put more effort into those lessons later in my life when I tried to study for my piano proficiency in college.

I began playing the trumpet at ten years old, and picked up the Bass at eleven, followed shortly by the guitar. At this time I had my first performance with my Mom and Brother at Memorial HeightsUnited Methodist Church in Rock Island, IL.

In high school I dropped out of marching band and went more serious with the rock band that I was a member of at that time (I even sent away for some royal blue spandex pants, YIKES!). After playing parties in a couple of bands before that, I was coming along with my performance and personality. We moonlighted at the Bassist’s Grandfather’s bar and fine tuned our sense of what kinds of songs to play and when.

After high school I studied at Augustana College, and played full time with my band in the Quad City area (Rock Island IL, Moline IL, Davenport IA, Bettendorf IA) bar scene.

When I got married in the early 1990’s, I gave up the rock lifestyle and began to sing and play in church, organizing the children’s choir and singing in the church choir and doing special music. I also began learning secular acoustic guitar songs and sitting in at open mic nights. Through my divorce and several different churches I sang in many over the years. I thought that God had put an end to my band life for good.

In 2002 I moved to Genoa, IL and began attending the Genoa Foursquare Gospel ChurchCrosswind Community Church). After some prompting, from the spirit and some good Christians, I began to sing and play Bass with the worship team. Since then God has brought me along slowly so that I have the confidence to lead the praises to Him when needed. (now

TOW has been the restoring of a part of my life that I thought was long over… a part I thought could never honor God. He truly restores the years that the locust have eaten. I love my TOW family, and they have taught me what it means to love God with all of my heart, even the parts that I thought were dead and long forgotten.

Jehovah Nissi, Jehovah Shalom!