Monday, August 8, 2011

Dancing the Blues

So you get to thinking that you can't draw another breath.  That you're never going to heal this time.  That the pain is too much and the sorrow too weighty to bear.  You feel stripped bare 'neath all that crushing hurt.  But isn't God just somethin'?  Kids crank up their music, and we all dance it up in the living room.  Shaking the devil and stomping that floor of doubt.  Hard.  Movin' and groovin' those blues out in this big ole goofy dancing way.  Laughing.  Loving each other.  Stretching our spirits out to reach the broken one riding around town somewhere.  Out there.  To stand in the gap.  Make a bridge with our joy and try to stretch it across to him.  Life line.  Love line.

And even eyebrows can dance.


1 comment:

  1. Thank you so much for visiting me Bernadette and for leaving such a sweet comment!

    Bless you!