Don’t watch the other girl’s feet. When she makes a mistake, you’ll follow her.
When she makes a mistake, the best thing to help her is to keep dancing. Then she can watch you to catch up.
When you make a mistake, keep dancing. You can catch up but once you stop, you’re done.
Keep your mind on your dance, not on what is happening later that night, or what happened that afternnoon. You need your mind to dance, as well as your feet.
Don’t think about the steps you can’t do well yet. Focus on how much better you were than when you started.
Do not be dismayed by the looks of the chubby girl in the mirror. Many people think she is cute just the way she is.
My Beloved spoke, and said to me:
"Arise, My darling, My beautiful one, and come with Me."
My beloved is mine, and I am His. (Song 2:10, 16)
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Redirected, Not Rejected
Psalm 23:4I may walk through valleys
as dark as death,
but I won't be afraid.
You are with me,
and your shepherd's rod makes me feel safe.
They may reject me, but You, My Beloved, do not
You stand beside me, Your arm around me
They may ignore me, but You, My Beloved, hear each silent word of my heart
My head rests on Your chest, I listen for Your heartbeat
You may use your rod to redirect me
But never to reject me.
And I desire to go where You lead me,
Even threw the valley, if it is Your will.
Because there is no place as dark as the place
I end up when I wander away from Your leadings.
Lead me with Your voice.
Lead me with Your rod.
Lead me with their rejection, if You must
But lead me.
Lead me, My Beloved, I am Yours.
I am Yours.
as dark as death,
but I won't be afraid.
You are with me,
and your shepherd's rod makes me feel safe.
They may reject me, but You, My Beloved, do not
You stand beside me, Your arm around me
They may ignore me, but You, My Beloved, hear each silent word of my heart
My head rests on Your chest, I listen for Your heartbeat
You may use your rod to redirect me
But never to reject me.
And I desire to go where You lead me,
Even threw the valley, if it is Your will.
Because there is no place as dark as the place
I end up when I wander away from Your leadings.
Lead me with Your voice.
Lead me with Your rod.
Lead me with their rejection, if You must
But lead me.
Lead me, My Beloved, I am Yours.
I am Yours.
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