Personal Life
Natalie Grant was born December 21, 1971 in Seattle, Washington. She enrolled at Northwest College (Now Northwest University) in Kirkland, Washington, studying to be a schoolteacher. She reportedly figured that her musical gifts were merely for sharing with her local church until she learned how to find God's true calling for her life, and so switched directions and joined the musical group Truth.
In pursuing her music career, Grant moved to Nashville, Tennessee where she now lives with her Canadian producer husband, Bernie Herms, and their three daughters. These include a set of fraternal twin girls, Grace Ana and Isabella Noelle (born February 16, 2007). On December 17, 2010, Grant gave birth to their third child, Sadie Rose.
In an interview with The 700 Club, Natalie revealed that she suffered from bulimia. She says God helped her get over her eating disorder. She later wrote a book in 2005 titled The Real Me: Being the Girl God Sees, about her struggle and how she overcame it.
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