When life is filled with harmony and grace, dance. When life gets hard and burdens heavier, dance. For grace is ever-present. The music plays whether we hear it or not. The melody resounds across the hills, whether we shout hallelujah, or groan in pain. And when we are still, very still and listen silently, we hear: I am, My child. I am. In the midst of thee, I am. So dance. selahV
She is soooo cute.
Posted by: Vicki | January 29, 2010 at 04:38 PM
ah, thanks, Vicki....she's not likin' ballet all that much. too restricting. she is a free spirit. wants to simply dance. ha.
Posted by: selahV | January 29, 2010 at 05:35 PM