"One day the grave could conceal Him no longer
One day the stone rolled away from the door
Then He arose, over death He had conquered
Now is ascended, my Lord evermore
Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him
From rising again"
All alone on the little acoustic stage in the valley of the room is where I tell the story of finding out about cancer and the song, Oh My Soul, that came from it. It's the perfect place for the moment. Because Oh My Soul is exactly that; a song from the valley. Photo: Caleb Cook