You may not know this, but I learned to play electric first. The acoustic came later. This Fender Stratocaster is the guitar I learned to play on. While I love my acoustic, when I’m really wanting to pour out my soul, I pick up the Strat.
I Am a Child of God has always been a soul song to me. Not like a 70’s soul song, but the type of soul song that touches your inner core, your soul, your spirit. If you’re like me, it was always the go-to song when I needed to feel the spirit fast. It was like the emergency line between me and Heavenly Father. So it was basically a no-brainer that I should arrange this on the guitar that allows me to pour out my soul better than any other.
The other reason it was a no-brainer is because this song is about gratitude and love for your Heavenly and earthly parents. My parents bought me this guitar when I was 15. They had given me a pawn shop guitar a few years earlier to see if I was serious about playing. When they saw that I was, they got me this American Standard Strat. It wasn’t cheap and we weren’t rich. But they bought it for me anyways. (Little did they know that a year or two later my mom would be crying her eyes out while she lectured me about how I was never going to get into college because all I did was play that darn guitar instead of studying (Swear word censored. The site is called Mormon Guitar after all). This was also the only time I’ve ever heard my mom swear – in my life.)
Long story short, I still got into college (Ricks – which turned into BYU-Idaho while I was on my mission) and I still have this guitar. This single guitar has meant more to me than I think even I realize. It has defined me. It has given me confidence. It has given me a voice. It has comforted me. It has been there for me. And my parents gave it to me.
This arrangement is simple and the inspiration for it is simple. It’s just a thank you and an I love you to my parents. You brought me up in the gospel and you gave me this guitar. You are truly kind and dear.
** That strange look and smile I give at the end is because I heard my kids racing past the room where I was recording this, so I threw few extra licks in there to cover up the sound from their footsteps. I was basically laughing because I thought it was funny that it happened right at the end of the recording and that I chose to throw in such a silly riff to try and cover it up. Kids.