The one thing that I will never forget is, when my father took his last breath. I got up and went into my room. I knelt on the ground and WORSHIPED! I worshiped God. Not knowing why or what, I worshiped. My father....... my daddy just took his last breath on this earth! Yet, some how I knew, I knew where the last breath took him. I had no fear; I just wanted to pour out my heart to God. Then God said, " Here is your fathers torch. Will you take it? Will you go your own way?" I took it friend! Now I am running with it! It was hard at first. I was scared and never expressed the passion I had for worship. No one knew of the visions of leading worship I had. It was a hidden treasure that God had in me. I had to find it though! Now I pray that God would bless me with double my fathers anointing. I will carry this torch and never give up!

Worship is my passion! I WILL teach and lead worship. I am Gods tool, through God and my ministry thousands will be saved.

God bless all of you,
Matthew Gartrell