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I was driving back to school for the last time as a student. My best friends were in the car with me and we merging onto the 465 exit. We were listening to “Who Knows Who Cares” by Local Natives. The song sang “Is my life about to change?” The words hit me as I turned the steering wheel just slightly to make the car follow the curve of the road. The road was completely different than what it used to be. Dirt and machinery were everywhere. They were building a new and better highway. I looked around at the changes taking place on the road and realized my life IS about to change in very big ways.

No one likes construction. It slows you down. It can be confusing. It is a hassle. No one likes change. Sometimes construction takes so long we think we’d rather just have left the roads the way they were. But once the construction is finished, we have a brand new road that is much easier to drive on and makes our trip even better. Sometimes we get so frustrated during the construction period that we forget we must have construction to get the final product- the brand new road with better signs and more lanes.

I am entering construction. My life is about to change. It will be confusing at times. It will be a hassle. I probably won’t like it very much. There will be times when I wish I could just go back to the old road. But I must remember the end result will be worth this period of construction. When I come out on the other side, I will be a “new road.” I will be thankful for the times of construction that helped me become the finished product I am.

So I welcome you big orange barrels and flashing signs. I am willing to go through the construction so I can get to the new me on the other side.


Soul Singing in the Bedroom is made up of me and Aubrey Churchward. We wrote our first song when we were just freshmen. When we were juniors we wrote quite a few songs. Soon we came up with the name Soul Singing in the Bedroom. This name came from the theme of our music- it all comes from the SOUL. And we usually wrote or performed our songs while in Bedroom #1 in B5. Our roommate Ricci Emmons has also helped us with some of our songs. In fact, in our Respond rap, Ricci performs with Aubrey.

This year, our friend Derek Kramer became our videographer and producer. He and I wrote the lyrics for our latest song Sneeze Monster. Soon the song came together and then we made a music video for it. Below is the music video.

We had a lot of fun making this video! Here are some behind the scenes pictures.

Aubrey rockin her heels while doing laundry!

I like singing into fans!

Aubizzle courtesy of Riccis iTouch

The band and crew- Thanks everybody! Thats a wrap!

Be sure to check out our Behind the Scenes video. It’s sure to bring some laughter!

Thank you to all our fans! We couldn’t do this without you!

Coming soon: Hold the Key

I graduate in less than three weeks. And I don’t know what I’m doing after graduation. For once, I don’t have a plan. I don’t have a job. I don’t even have any interviews. This was starting to get stressful. I was starting to worry. I even said to some people about looking for a job, “This feels hopeless.” I really was losing hope.

And then I went to church. We sang “Amazing Grace” during worship. The words jumped out at me like a spring in an old mattress. “The Lord has promised good to me. His word my hope secures.” Jeremiah 29:11 came racing back into my mind: “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and future.” My own words rang in my ears, “This feels hopeless.” How could I feel hopeless when God has told me over and over that He has plans for me and not just any plans but plans that will prosper me and give me hope and a future?

My word for the year is security. My hope is found in God just like my security is found in God. My hope is secure in God because He loves me and has a plan for my future. He has promised good to me so there is absolutely no reason for me to worry or stress about my future after graduation. I will trust in Him because His plan is better than any plan I could come up with. And someday I know I will look back at this blog and remember the times I was unsure about my future, and I will think, “The Lord sure does keep His promises!”

I was sitting in chapel about to hear Pastor Todd Faulkner speak for the last time this semester, and most likely my last time altogether. He came onto stage and immediately began a story.  “There I was….,” he said, holding everyone’s attention. Soon the story ended though, and the real heart of the message began.

But wait, why can’t I hear him very well? His lips are moving. I can make out some of the words, but the rest are being overpowered by words coming from somewhere other than the stage. Yes, right behind me it seems. I turned my head enough to see through my peripheral vision that the couple behind me had lost interest and had decided to have their own conversation. No problem, I’ll just lean forward.

So I did, but what did my eyes fall upon in the seat in front of me? A game of chess! Yes, the guy in front of me had turned to his iPhone for entertainment. Yes, you are irritated but focus Tiffany. The couple in front of me finished their conversation and I leaned back in my seat.

Oh but wait, they weren’t finished. I leaned forward again. Thankfully, the guy in front of me turned off the game of chess and set his phone on his lap. Which ended up working out perfectly because every couple minutes it would get bright and something would flash on the screen, catching my eye and causing me to look down. “Twitter Update” it said every time. Oh, thank you so much for not putting your cell phone in your pocket.

I leaned back again. Whispers. I leaned forward. Twitter Update. Finally, I chose a spot in the middle of the seat. I wasn’t leaned forward enough to see the phone but my back wasn’t resting on the cushioned seat behind me. Finally, I could listen and focus.

But wait, my eyes moved across diagonally down from the stage. Is that girl asleep? No, surely she’s just resting her head on her arm and not moving at all. Yes, that must be it. And then the music started. Quietly, but loud enough for all in the front sections to hear. It just happened to be sleeping girl’s phone. She suddenly awoke, surprised by the noise coming from her pocket. She looked at the phone as she stopped the music, then looked up at a friend who smiled mischievously. It’s good you woke her up I guess, but calling her phone…really?

Then my eyes patrolled the crowd… it seemed every other seat was filled with someone looking down at their phones or their iPods. You really can’t  take 30 minutes out of your day to put your phone down to listen and focus on a message that God might be wanting to speak to you through? It’s one thing to choose that for yourself, but now each of these people had distracted me and now I wasn’t hearing what God had wanted to speak to me about that morning.

I am disgusted in the way my generation behaves sometimes. Show some respect. You’re missing out on so much because you are constantly looking down at a small screen. Put it in your pocket. Try to learn from your professor. Try to listen to the speakers at chapel or in church. Try to take a look at your surroundings and witness the beauty of the Earth. Stop talking, stop texting, stop tweeting, shut off the music, turn your phone on silent and wake up. Then listen, focus, be, take in the moment, learn, and live.

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