Here’s to the resounding joy of feeling “unshelved.” After a season of waiting, a person starts to question their shelf life duration and, well, freshness. Rusty as we may feel, it’s heartening (and often humbling) to be called back into service again.
To be divinely sidelined for a season wears on the ego like weather eroding the sheen on a bell. The song’s still there. But we feel useless. Forgotten. Marked—even scarred—by waiting.
Antique dealers charge more for patina. Will we value the incomparable soul patina we acquire in times like these?
Here’s a carol that Bill and I recorded, years ago. Then shelved.
“Christmas Song” was written by Bill, and arranged and produced by our brilliant friend, Chris Lobdell.
Newly unshelved, this song comes with heartfelt hopes for your celebration and the timely fruition of your God-given dreams.