Why I Started Kate Jones Vocal Coach [KJVC]...

In February 2024, I woke from a dream with the palpable presence of the Holy Spirit. The dream placed me in a labor and delivery room, fluorescent lights blazing above. A nurse leaned in, her voice urgent: “Get ready, it’s almost time!” Confused, I told her, “I’m not pregnant.” She looked at me, then at my very swollen belly, and replied with a slightly puzzled smile, “Yes, you are, and it’s almost time to push!” I began to argue, explaining the medical impossibility and the necessity of a C-section given my history. But as she prepped the room, her voice grew more insistent. Looking me in the eyes, she repeated, “You’re ready. It’s time to push!”

I woke up, the dream vivid in my mind. As I lay there, I asked the Holy Spirit for its meaning. The answer came with the same urgency as the nurse’s voice: “You’ve been waiting for someone to cut this baby out of you, but I have called you to push!” For months, I prayed for clarity. What was I being called to push out? What had God placed within me?

This dream coincided with a transitional season at my job. After years of carrying the departmental load, the ministry was bringing in help in the way of a full-time worship pastor and I was stepping back into an administrative role. I knew God was making room for something, but the path was unclear.

That summer, I had another dream. I was in a home a had never seen before, holding a newborn baby. A knock came at the door. My spiritual mentors stood there, arms outstretched, ready to meet her. As I handed her over, it hit me: I had a baby to care for, and I was completely unprepared. Frantically, I opened empty cabinets and drawers. I had nothing. I called my husband to see if he could run to the store, but overwhelmed at the long list of necessities, I hung up before explaining why I called. I woke again, feeling that same presence, that same urgency to prepare.

I shared these dreams with my mentors, and we prayed together. Meanwhile, the Holy Spirit led me to Deuteronomy 6:10-12. Paraphrased it says this... “The Lord your God will soon bring you into the land he swore to give you when he made a vow to your ancestors… a land with large, prosperous cities that you did not build. The houses richly stocked with goods you did not produce… When you have eaten your fill in this land, be careful not to forget the Lord”. This felt like an answer to the empty cabinets, a promise of provision.

Around September, I had a third, shorter dream. I was in my bedroom, changing my now three-month-old baby. I had everything I needed. A new friend was visiting, and we chatted easily, enjoying the baby’s coos. I woke with peace and confirmation: God would establish and settle me as I walked in obedience. Even now, as I write this, I believe I am birthing what He has asked me to birth. I believe He will provide, open the right doors, and settle me in this new season.

I called a minister friend, sharing the dreams and my job situation, hoping for insight. They asked a pivotal question: “What do you ultimately feel called to do? If you could do anything, what would it look like?” My answer was immediate: I feel called to develop vocalists and mentor worship leaders, empowering them to be confident and impactful. I envisioned connecting with ministries, churches, and organizations, coaching them while also serving as a worship leader in my local church.

I wondered aloud whether I should stay where I was or prepare for a move. My friend encouraged me to explore, to put feelers out, trusting God to open the right door. I did. I began researching ministries and worship department openings. I found one that perfectly matched what I felt called to do, but it was out of state, requiring a huge move. I prayed, applied, and trusted that God would open or close the door.

This time was filled with prayer and some grief at the thought of leaving my church, friends, and teammates. During worship, I sat in the back of the auditorium and wrote in my journal, “Lord, I don’t know what I am supposed to be doing here.” I was feeling that uncomfortable feeling you get when your clothes don’t fit anymore. I had outgrown this season. I shared this unsettling feeling with my leadership all the while battling continuous attacks from the enemy who was capitalizing on this transitional season.

After that journal entry, God showed me two things. First, an arrow drawn back on a bowstring. “I have not put you back in the quiver,” the Lord said. “You are on the bowstring. As I draw you back, I want you to remember all I have done. I will not launch you prematurely. I will pull you back as far as needed, and when I release you, you will hit your mark.” Memories began flooding in, of all the amazing things God had done in the previous season. Physical healings, supernatural graces, strong friendships and so much growth! Anxiety left me and gratitude came flooding in. I also believed that the Lord was confirming that it was not time to go, “I will not launch you prematurely.” Then, He showed me a building with scaffolding being removed, an “opening soon” sign hanging out front. “I have removed your scaffolding,” the Lord said. “This is what you do when preparing to open a business. Soon, people will experience all you have prepared behind closed doors.” I repented for my doubt and chose to believe, even when I couldn’t see.

I didn’t get that job. One interview, then silence. But I felt it was a step of surrender. And in that obedience, the Lord brought clarity. I was to birth this “baby”, right here in Longview. The dreams, conversations, and visions coalesced. God was calling me to start a business—something I’d never done—serving local churches, schools, arts programs, and individual vocalists. I mapped it out and shared it with my mentors, who confirmed it.

Welcome to KJVC! I coach all ages and skill levels, with the goal of impacting the Kingdom. Whether you’re a worship leader seeking vocal freedom and confidence, a performer aiming for better technique and vocal health, or a student who simply loves to sing, I’d love to be your vocal coach and mentor. As I step out in obedience, I pray that every God-ordained door will swing open. If you’ve read this far, I pray this post blesses you and reminds you that God is near, and He has good plans for you.

-Kate Jones