Dance with Me; lover of my soul.
Every time I picture myself with God, I picture us dancing. It is one of my favorite things to do. Step by step sweeping across the floor to the music. When I close my eyes I feel safe. He grabs my hand and leads me away....
My head is all mixed up now of days. One part is in Virginia and the other here in Costa Rica. So as we were preparing to go out last night, I couldn't focus on what God wanted me to do. A friend of mine started playing "Dance With Me". I closed my eyes and I saw myself right in the middle of my problems, but then his hand came down and pulled me away and we began to dance. As we stepped away I looked at my problems and realized yet again, that when I'm dancing that's where I find my peace and joy. So why let myself stand around the dance floor and not dance. Because no matter whats going on in my life, pain or happiness. As long as I'm dancing, I know everything will be ok.
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