Dancing the Joy Out

Today was a three cups of coffee day.  Shows you how quickly the tide can turn.  But, then I remembered these lovelies:

They’re popping up all over the place.  These were being blown by the wind, so that they looked like they were dancing!  Dancing always makes me think of pure joy, with no inhibitions.  My kids dance in response to anything they like.  It’s almost as if the joy spills out of them in dance. 

Don’t you wish we adults remembered how to do that?

Which reminds me of this.

“Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they always say, ‘Do it again;’ and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead.  For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony.  But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony.  It is possible that God says every morning, ‘Do it again’ to the sun, and every evening, ‘Do it again’ to the moon.  It may not be automatic necessity that makes the daisies alike; it may be that God makes daisies separately, but has never got tired of making them.  It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.”  GK Chesterton

I am working on my dancing skills.  I look forward to a day when all inhibitions are stripped away.  Here’s an oldie, but a goodie.  (I already know which I will be doing. ;))

http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/s/I+Can+Only+Imagine/2ousiB

*I apologize for all the songs, but worship is my number one attitude adjuster.  I’ll hear a song that speaks my heart and I get so excited about it.  (Okay, most days it’s about 3 or 4 different songs.)

 

 

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