A couple of days ago, I was in my kitchen cooking. And suddenly, completely out of the blue, I was dancing. Crazy, fun filled dancing. Without hesitation. Without fear. Joy. Arms pumping. Legs jumping. Giggling. Singing. Absolutely silly. Alone in my kitchen. Dancing before the Lord. No, not like David....I kept my clothes on. But a sense of freeness came over me. As if I'd been released from being bound. Hope permeated my soul. I exulted.
In my past 20 years, I have had very few moments where I don't feel self conscious. My husband lets me know that he is such a good dancer. And that I'm not. He has always been disappointed in that. And, even though I have tried, it's always awkward. But, a few times, I have had a great partner leading and it was so.....easy. That's how it was dancing the other day. Easy. Free. No stress. Just enjoyment of life. I loved it. I love remembering it. It makes me smile.
Me. Uninhibited. confident. Dancing. Who knows what life may hold?
grace to you.
In my past 20 years, I have had very few moments where I don't feel self conscious. My husband lets me know that he is such a good dancer. And that I'm not. He has always been disappointed in that. And, even though I have tried, it's always awkward. But, a few times, I have had a great partner leading and it was so.....easy. That's how it was dancing the other day. Easy. Free. No stress. Just enjoyment of life. I loved it. I love remembering it. It makes me smile.
Me. Uninhibited. confident. Dancing. Who knows what life may hold?
grace to you.
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