So I must confess that in 15 minures I'll be attending my first official meeting/practice for the PBA gospel choir.
I am somewhat terrified.
And my throat is acting like it has never been used before. Ah, the irony of life.
I dunno why I have decided to join this group. I think something in my moved my body and surged my brain to function in such a way that led me to ask and then sing in front of strangers in order to get in.
By the grace of God I'm glad they don't think I'm a total wack thinking I can sing.
But oh well, God works miracles.
And I'll be in a place where I'll be so uncomfortable.
Who would have thought I would grow out of it by standing in front a a huge crowd of poeople??
Oh, God, you silly, silly being, presence, feeling, comforter, Father.
AWESOME! I've always wanted to be in a gospel queerer!!!
ReplyDeleteSeriously.
I'm living vicariously through you!