Kevin Winebarger

I haven’t posted in years… but not because I didn’t have something to say. I just didn’t know how to say it.

After my son was born, my wife almost died. We rushed her to the ER, and doctors saved her life. I shut everything down to take care of her - and honestly, to take care of me.

Behind the scenes, my business took off. We served over 1,500 artists and promoted 10,000 songs. But inside, I was hurting. I was healing. And I was rebuilding my faith - one honest prayer at a time.

I went to therapy. Faced some deep church hurt. Even questioned everything I believed… until Jesus met me in the middle of it. Not with loud answers. Just with quiet love.

I lost 55 pounds. I let go of the pressure to be perfect. And somewhere along the way… I found my voice again.

My new music sounds different now. It’s not sad praise. It’s defiant hope. It’s the kind of song I wish I had when I felt stuck.

I’m still here. I still believe. And I’m making music again—finally.

New song drops in a few hours. But this post? This is the first one I’ve written in a long time… and it feels like coming home.

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