Just to Jesus

Jesus, you are my worthy one.. My beautiful love. My smile.. My favorite smile of life.. My deep true one who conquers every lie, wobbly or rooted deep. Your love knocks it over and burns it up at the speed of light... And it's your light in my eyes to love all the hungry ones with. It's all you.. My crown and beauty, light and lovely smile, deep compassion and unending joy. You are my best husband. Thank you for bearing my burdens for me.. And letting me rest my head on your peaceful shoulder. You are my refuge. My strong safe place :)

Lessons from the dance floor

"right step together..back step together, left step together, front step together"... "ok, im going to teach you the fox trott".. "dont look down.. just follow me"...

its amazing the leadership role that a man can play.. and it comes so naturally when he's dancing. i danced with probably 20 different men last night at a swing dance and was so impressed with their leadership skills.. the gentleman in each of them quickly came to life as they led me across the dance floor. i would look at them sometimes like, oh dear, i have never done this dance before, i dont have a clue what im doing.. and they would smile back at me and say, dont worry, just dance to the music, and just follow me. each guy had his own pace and style of moving.. some liked to cha cha cha, while others did the rhumba.. they knew just how to add a little pressure on my shoulder blade when it was time for me to move towards them and push my arm away when it was time for a twirl.. and it was so much fun! all i really had to do was feel the beat, follow and trust. 

i told one of the guys that he was a great dancer and his response was, "well, thats because you are great at following."
its interesting.. when following, you have to apply just a slight bit of pressure so that you can feel his lead.. "its no good if you have spaghetti arms", the instructor said. (a little side note to ponder on in the followings of life..)

it was kind of like being in a fairy tale.. being led around the dance floor so gracefully, blindly trusting, moving to the music and feeling beautiful.. and the twirling.. when was the last time you twirled?!? that is so much fun.. i remember as a little girl, wanting my daddy to spin me around.. i guess that desire to twirl never really goes away.. and its amazing when a man will step up and boldly ask you, "may i have this dance?".. and he leads you around for the twirls you always dreamed of.. taking the time to honor your dreams, celebrate your beauty.. and hold you in the strength of his arms. 

i was so honored and blessed that these men would ask me to dance, knowing that i had never even done it.. taking the time to teach me and totally not get all bothered and annoyed when i got off track... they would just sync back up with me and start again.. it was just perfect.. like a dance.