I sat down on God's carpet of green grass and suddenly felt lyrics coming. I only had the Angels Magazine for paper. The only place I could find some writing space was the back of it.

One of my favorite lines in this song is "Picking up the fish, picking up the bread, Jesus how I need your every thought all through my head." The fish and bread reference is so obviously good (because Jesus multiplied the fish and bread during His ministry here on earth). That isn't the way I originally wrote this, though. Take a look. "Picking up the lettuce, picking up the bread." It is a good laugh for me when I see that.

I didn't have my guitar with me and, in fact, wasn't really writing music so soon after Linda's death. I emailed this to a friend in southern Idaho asking her if she or her musically talented children could put music to this. Later, when the music came to me, I had to write to them that the Lord had supplied what I felt was a good tune.

I found Doug Ploss Studios out in the farmlands of Idaho, near Nampa, where I would record this and many others songs at a reasonable cost. I had just gotten over a cold and had a raspy voice which I think works well with this song. Later, once I moved to Indiana and married Eva, we sent these recordings (which were only guitar and vocal) to Dean Kaelin in Salt Lake City. He applied his God-given genius to these cuts supplying harmony, percussion, bass, and even choirs if necessary on some of the songs.

I LOVE the creative process and I love the Lord! Vic