It’s no secret how much I love to dance. The picture is from our last trip to Guatemala – my sweet friend Tricia and I were a blur on more than one occasion.
This morning, I read some of my favorite passages of scripture from James. JB Phillips’ paraphrase, which encourages us to embrace trials as if they are friends, has always resonated with me. This time, the Lord revealed another precious picture of hard times and hard places. He’s good that way – to paint His own words in beautiful ways, using whatever medium He chooses to point us to His timeless truth. Today, He paints with dance. And yes, the little girl in red velvet was me – it’s one of the best memories I have of my dad.
And if you have two left feet, you simply need to ask the Lord of of the Dance. He knows the steps and the music and even the trials that have asked for your hand in the first place. He will cause those feet to move in time. He will place His hand under your chin to keep your eyes set on Him rather than the dance floor. And he will place a smile on your face – like a crown.” ~James, in the key of Ronne