It’s funny how our senses imprint memories subconsciously.  A certain sound, smell, or feeling can come flooding back without our knowledge.  Deja Vous?  Maybe, but for me, my MercyMe journey started in 1999.  I was a first year English teacher at Greenville High School in Greenville, TX.  I did have family close, but I was living completely on my own for the first time, navigating a new job, a new town, a new church, and new independence (coupled with some loneliness and bouts of depression).  I had never heard the name Bart Millard before, but it wasn’t long before I was being given MercyMe CDs.  These were independently produced albums…