I’m mistermike, and I’m a singer/songwriter/worship leader from central Louisiana. This gig is all about Jesus and the internet has given me the platform I need to express the love of God and the music God has given me to all who will listen. When I first embarked on this endeavor I asked the Lord to share these musical gifts from heaven to people all over the world. To date, mistermike’s original music has been heard in over 114 countries around the world! And still counting! Praise the Lord!
People sometimes ask me why I put my music “out there” in such worldly places as SoundClick and MySpace. Well, the answer is simple. Jesus ate and associated with sinners. Why? Because they’re the one’s who needed to hear the Good News! The same is true with me. Don’t get me wrong. I hope and pray that my music gets a listen and favorable responses from Christians, too! But I also want the message of the Good News to be heard by those that need it most – the lost.
If you are a worship leader, A&R rep, or artist and you’re interested in using mistermike music, click on the “Contact” link above. I’ll be more than happy to work with you!
I’ve been a musician since the age of 14, cutting my musical teeth playing rock in garage bands. My early influences include The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Moody Blues, Bob Seger, Cream, Clapton, Rory Gallagher, and the list goes on and on.
Today, my influences are primarily the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit. I currently listen to cutting edge Christian artists such as John Waller, Brenton Brown, Jared Anderson, David Crowder, Charlie Hall, Chris Tomlin, Steven Curtis Chapman, Todd Agnew, Robby Seay, and Jeremy Camp. Almost anything Vineyard will fit my bill as well. And let’s don’t leave out Matt Redman and Tim Hughes.
So, come on in and let’s Rock With The Rock!
“And now abide faith, hope, and love; these three; but the greatest of these is love.”
This verse is sandwiched right in the middle of a section of text where Paul is attempting to show the Corinthians how to seek and discern their spiritual gifts. What it says to me is that when we get right down to it – when we cut to the meat of the matter – what we all have as Christians are three things: faith, hope, and love. It also serves as an analogy for my relationship with Jesus Christ: It is by faith that I have been saved and because I have faith in Him, He has given me hope. And because I have faith and hope, I have found the greatest gift of all: love. Let me share with you briefly what I am talking about.
Faith is the belief in what you cannot necessarily see with your eyes or touch with your hands and fingers. It is by faith that I accept the fact that Jesus Christ was born of the Holy Spirit and the virgin Mary; that He endured the most cruel and long-suffering death imaginable as the payment for my sins; that He rose from the dead on the third day and now sits at the right hand of God, my Father. Not that I deserve it or have done anything to earn it. No, I am saved by grace through what? Through faith. God’s grace has saved me and it is by faith that I believe and accept God at His word.
Faith sustains us and heals us. Luke tells the story of the woman with a hemorrhaging disease. Under Jewish law she was ceremonially unclean and knew it. I can imagine that she felt unworthy of approaching Jesus directly and probably feared being rebuffed by the disciples, who weren’t above trying to turn away what they perceived to be undesirables. And I can hear her thinking to herself, “If I could just touch the hem of his robe, I know I will be healed.” And that’s exactly what she did. Can you picture it in your mind? A bleeding woman crawling through the crowd, undetected, and stealing a touch? What did Jesus say had made her well? He told her, “Your faith has made you whole!”
It is with that same faith that I know He will be there to respond when I lift up my hands to heaven and say,
“Father, help me!”
“Father, comfort me!”
“Father, I need You!”
“Father, please carry me. I cannot walk on my own.”
January 24, 1998 I found myself standing outside, at the edge of a carport with two other men who were members of our family. It was around midnight and cold. My body had just gone numb, not from the cold but from shock and disbelief. On the inside I was crying out to my God, “I can’t do this.” I think I was feeling something akin to what Jesus must have felt as He knelt in the garden just before He was arrested. “Please, Lord, make this go away.” It was the hardest I’ve ever had to do: to go inside that house and tell my wife that her daughter was dead. I honestly don’t know if any words every came out of my mouth. If I remember correctly, I don’t think I had to say anything.
There is a poem entitled “Footprints In The Sand” where the author is walking with Jesus along the beach of “Life.” As the author looks back on footprints in the sand, he asks Jesus, “Why is it that when things were tough there’s only one set of footprints? Where were you?” And Jesus responds, “My child, that is when I carried you.” That’s when He carried me. Us. Let me tell you – God hears your prayers and when you put your faith and trust in Jesus Christ and call on Him, then He will not let you fall. He will not let you fall.