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Cassidy Crenshaw
New Orleans,

Music became a sort of drug.
“Music is my life.” Or at least, that’s what I always told people. Growing up with a father who toured the South as a musician, I was born with a tune in my heart and a song on my lips.
Naturally, as I grew, so did my love for music. It became an emotional outlet for me, a way to the let the world see what was inside of my soul, expressed through one of the most powerful forms of communication known to human beings: song.
What I never realized was that my unhealthy addiction to my musical medium constantly fed the ugly beast of my selfishness. I desired the attention and craved the praise of those around me. And so, music became a sort of drug, a temporary fix that could only be quenched by more - more music, which brought more attention, which brought more adoration and praise. My value in life was found in music. It was my god and my idol, and my life was all about me.
Then I found my value in Jesus.
What I came to realize was that I was not worthy of praise at all. In fact, the only One who was worthy of praise was the exact person I was running from: Jesus. After confessing my sin and submitting my life to Him (Jesus Christ), everything changed for me.
I discovered I could use the powerful tool of music for good. In fact, I learned that it was actually God who had given me the gift of music, and that I could use music to honor His name in this world and in His church.
I now have the privilege of helping others discover how God has gifted them, and how they can use their gifts to glorify their Creator and Savior. When you find your value in Jesus, you’ll also find God has given you gifts that will help others and bring God honor and glory.
I can confidently say that my life is no longer about music or about me. It’s all about serving Jesus and serving others, and I’ve never felt more free.