I don’t know where he got them from, but my son Matthew candance. I guess it’s because he doesn’tshare my DNA. I’m not talking yourtypical 5 year old silly dance, either. I’m talking full out, star-appeal, solid-gold winning moves. For thelongest time I couldn’t figure out where he learned his moves. I mean, he is from a remote area inEthiopia. But then I realized hewatches his sister play her Dance game on the Wii. Nice.
If you start playing music in the house, Matthew will startdancing. One always leads to theother. Then you will watch him andsmile, and then he will get embarrassed and stop.
It makes me think of our relationship with the HolySpirit. Maybe that’s a stretch, butthere it is. When His presence isprevailing in our lives, our response is immediate; it is joy and freedom andhealing. In a sense, our spirit dances with Him. He fills us up, and we show itwith our lives. Sometimes we get embarrassedand we stop, but we shouldn’t.
When was the last time you danced?
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