We were driving the morning with radio full blast when I hear from the backseat a loud, "MOM!" I turned down the radio and asked Jack what he wanted. He asked, "Mom, do you think God dances?" What a great question. I told him that I think God does dance in His own way, and that we can dance to praise Him. I had this mental picture of a Father dancing with a small child, first letting the child dance on his feet then picking him up and dancing with him cheek to cheek. Yes, I think God does dance.
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