From Hip Hop to worship Monica's style of music is annointed and appointed for such a time as this.

Monica...

Jesus - I give you Honor, and Glory, and Praise for setting me free and saving my soul.  Without You or your Holy Spirit - I would be lost.

"And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony..."  (Revelation 12:11)

I grew up in a good home - compared to most.  I was raised by my grandmother since the age of 6 months - don't ask me what happened there cause I still don't know.  Anyway, my grandmother was the best, and even though I didn't have everything I wanted... I had her love.  (Thanks mom for everything - you'll never know how much I love you for being there for me when no one was.)

I also grew up in religion - the Catholic religion as a matter of fact.  Don't get me wrong, it wasn't a bad thing - we were good people, we just didn't have a relationship with Jesus.  Mom and I attended either Saturday night or Sunday morning service since I was old enough to remember.  I was even confirmed in Catholicism when I was 16.

It wasn't until I was 20 that things took a turn for the worst.  By that time, I had graduated from High School and was in my second year of college.  I can remember like it was yesterday... it was the summer before I moved to Las Cruces.

That summer I got high and drunk for the first time.  So when I went to Las Cruces I had already prepared myself for a let down.  Anyway, I moved to Cruces and things got bad for me.  Of course, I brought it upon myself... I took up partying as a full time job, became a druggie and an alcoholic, let my grades drop (before I left to LC my GPA was above a 3.7) and this all happened in the space of 3 months. 

I was a mess.  I had to drop school and go home - at home, I took up two jobs and still partied.  I would stay away from home for weeks on end.  And when I would go home I was so messed up that there were times I couldn't even stand up straight.  All through this my mom never said a word.

It was a year to the day that I met my husband Rene - of course he wasn't my husband yet, LOL.  I was working at Zale's in Clovis and he happened to come in a minister to me... I was upset - like always - and he told me that Jesus loved me and had a big plan for me.  When he told me things I had never shared with anyone before in my whole life, I knew he was from God.

A week before my 21st birthday - August 18, 2001 - Rene invited me to church and I gave my life to God.  I was delivered from smoking, drinking, drugs and sexual promiscuity and was made a new creature by His blood. 

I give Jesus all the glory and praise for saving my soul and taking me out of darkness into His light.