[written on Friday, January 13, 2017]
Last night (Thursday, January 12) was amazing, but it was more than that because of certain things leading up to it.
Since last month, I’d been planning to dance with my flags at Poetry Night at The Prelude, but then, last week, something happened, and my desire to dance seemed crushed. Continue reading
Poetry Night at The Prelude was really good last night, except I forgot to ask someone to record it, but it went well.
I read some poems that explained who I used to be and how Jesus changed my life. I was asked, for next time, if I’d bring my flags and dance a song. Only God knows what that meant to me, especially now.
Very recently (on Wednesday), I questioned in my heart if I should even use them in public anymore (because of someone’s reaction to them). What that person did and said felt like it crushed me, so wouldn’t that just be God’s timing?!
Right after I felt crushed by one, I was lifted by another.
To me, it’s more than a dance. It’s more like a passion!
Next month, when I dance a song, I’ll see if someone will record it. (Sometimes, that’s hard to find.)
“My Dance With Jesus” (click photo)
In life, there’re many types of glue: people; laughter; friends…and over the past month, Katie and I’ve learned a lot about the friendship one.
Since we’ve been in Texas, it’s been rough for a few reasons, but none of them are as important as what we’ve discovered along the way. Continue reading