Sometimes I dance in my living room.
If you’ve been around long enough, you already know that about me.
There are times I sense God close, or am delighted by him and I twirl. For some of you, that makes you uncomfortable. For others, you have your own pair of dancing shoes and you want to join in.
The thing is, I’m a pretty shy girl. I’m not the one running to the dance floor at a wedding. I’m watching others.
Not only that, this post isn’t really about dancing. [Read more…]