Today is the day when sound curdles mountains

I have just come to realize something that is deeply disturbing to me. I think I must be tone-deaf. I mean, I have always thought I had a passing singing voice... not good, but passing. I mean, I always felt like my voice was okay when blending in with a choir, but that no one would want to hear me sing a solo. I even thought I was fair-to-middling at picking out harmonies... 

Sitting in the audience where I belong.

That is, until a couple of days ago. I was driving along, singing... which I LOVE to do, and I thought, “Damn, I sound good.” Then I started to wonder why no one ever wants to hear me sing... And then it hit me. Tone deaf people don’t know what they sound like... they think they sound good. Therefore... that’s right... I must be tone deaf. 

AAAAAAAAGH!!! You can’t imagine how devastating this news is to me. My illusion of even mediocrity has been shattered. I feel super sorry now for anyone who ever had to stand next to me in a choir... Blanket apology to all of you...

I am trying not to ask, why did God make me this way? After all, “Shall what is formed say to the one who formed it, ‘Why did you make me like this?’” (Rom. 9:20) I will ask this, though: what other things do I suck at...? that I love to do... that I THINK I am doing a fair job at...? The possibilities are endless... 

However, if you think this is going to stop me from singing, you are mistaken. I still plan to amuse myself by belting out whatever song comes to crazy mind even this one. Because this fact remains: to me at least, I sound awesome!