I love to dance. It's been years. but as a young woman and even earlier in my childhood, I remember dancing with family members at weddings, and anniversaries. My father was a tall man of 6'3" and wore some shoes that were 14 quad triple A's. There was plenty of room to put my little feet. He would lead me in this two step dance and I would try to follow. There was often some friction in his rythm and mine. And often times it seemed as I grew older that our feet collided. I've realized that in my life often enough I have been trying to lead the dance. I have tripped and fallen and gotten off beat and it has caused me so much unneccesary heartache and embaressment. But as I get in step with my father we glide across the dance floor as long as I follow His lead and not my own. What a lovely dance it is when I follow Him and let go of trying to lead the way. Life is full of wonders and blessings. And I have to wonder how many times we miss the blessings because we tried to lead the way. Remembering that old song that Frank Sinatra sang..." I did it my way" or for the younger generation "My Way" by Usher. It may seem more fun at the time and it might even seem right , but it is the end results that tell you if you are on the right track. If you see good things coming out of your choices than you know you were in God's will and if you keep having bad things come out of your choices than you need to really look at what you are doing and start letting go and follow the Fathers steps. How do we do this? Start by asking God... What do you want me to do... and then open up the word of God and see what he shows you. You will find this to be the most beautiful relationship that you could ever have.

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