These last two weeks have been such a roller coaster! We're in the process of choosing songs for our next album (which we'll begin rehearsing/recording in two weeks!) and to prepare for it, we've spent a lot of time listening to other Christian artists, and studying lots of Celtic music. I've felt lots of different emotions throughout all this; excitement-we're doing another album! Gratitude, a sense of awe at other people's talents...oh, and humility.
Here's the thing-I'm not that great of a singer. OK, let me rephrase that. I'm not a diva-knock-your-socks-off-with-my-Aretha Franklin-chops-kind of a singer. (My friends have asked me, "Why don't you try out for American Idol?" And all I can do is laugh, as an image of me crying on stage and Simon sneering, "You are SO out of your league" runs through my head!) There is so much talent out there, I wouldn't be surprised (or offended) if some gals listen to our music and think, "Why do these girls have this opportunity, and not me? I'm a MUCH better singer!" The truth is, you may be right. And I don't even have an answer as to why that's the case. But in the midst of all these discussions of song choices, budgets, and deadlines I'm re-learning this lesson.
So if He can feed a multitude of people with 5 loaves of bread, and a couple of fish, He can help us become instruments in His hands. We can make music that will, through His spirit, touch other people's lives. We've come to learn that this our calling. Not to blow people away with our killer vocals, but to testify of our Savior, to bring strength to those who need it, and to share the joy that comes from following Christ. So I'm OK not being the next Carrie Underwood or Kelly Clarkson. I admire their talent, but I'm so grateful to be a part of the journey I'm already on. And I'm grateful for all the times we fail, because we always learn from it. (And it keeps us grounded!) I'm grateful for two big-wigs (you know who you are!) who see something special in us. I'm grateful for husbands who are supportive and kids who are flexible. And most of all I'm grateful for a Heavenly Father who can see potential underneath my imperfections. With this kind of support system, how can we lose?