This morning tiny feet danced and golden locks bounced as a precious child worshiped her King. Uninhibited by what others thought, looking only to learn new expressions of this love burning within her, she leaped on happy feet!! Her little hands clapped and then reached for Daddy in the sky. Her face grew radiant in the light of His smile, and she returned it over and over. She lost herself in worship, so much so that she tripped over her own feet, only to rise again triumphant with a leap. She wasn’t embarrassed, looking to see who might have seen her fall, she wasn’t concerned with the fluidity of her movements or whether she looked foolish – and she looked anything but foolish!! Adults towering above her were drawn to look down at the little girl pouring out the perfume of her love on Jesus. Knee-high to all around her, the little Kingdom Giant taught us how to dance for Abba’s pleasure, how to twirl giddy with His joy over her. We followed her boldly into the throne room where she danced and danced unaware the music had faded. Her brother put a loving hand upon her head to calm her movements. But, she was a child in love, and her feet just had to dance in His presence for His smile.
Dancing in the shadow, Terry