I know that my voice is nothing but ordinary...and I know that the chances of our band having any success at all is completely unknown at this time.
Mathematically, the odds are stacked against us, actually.
For all we know, we may never get out of my garage. But even if we never spread our wings to fly, I still love this gift that we have, no matter how small it is.
The future has always been uncertain, right? And the future has always been in God's hands, to do with as He wills, right? So nothing has changed.
It is beautiful to dream...and to wish...and to ponder possibility. :)
When we eventually come out of the garage, who knows what God will ask of us!
