Dancing

What a beautiful morning. I love the way the sun moves it's way through the trees and down the street.

I am so blessed to have this time. What an incredible soak time this morning. I lay there (on the floor!) in my jammies and let God. Yeah. That's it. Let God.

But then as I listen to the music and the words, the music gets to me. I can't help it. I have to get up and dance. I can't keep still. So I get up (ooo...easy...gotta let those old bones find their way!) and dance - with Him.

I have wondered about when I'll have to quit dancing. My spirit says always, but my body? But Lord has assured me that when I am in the nursing home, that when I have soak time (because I will never give that up), as I close my eyes, I will be dancing with Him and it will be ever so much the same as now! My feet will move with His and we will dance!

Cool, huh.