she claps her hands and wiggles her hips and stomps her feet
and sometimes there is musicand sometimes there is not
she doesn't care who watches
and she always ends with a smile
oh that we could dance just because
without the looks the stares the questions
oh that we would
when i hold her at church, she will sing with the choir
and before i know it her hips are moving in my arms
and her hands are clapping
truly worshipping
oh that we would truly worship
give it all up for God
all that stops us -- other's, pride, pretentiousness, judgement
and just dance
How true. Great post Karrie. Have a great day!
ReplyDeleteyes! 'sometimes there is music and sometimes there is not' ... love your words!
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful, Karrie! We all need to live with child-like faith. We need to dance/worship like nobody's watching.
ReplyDeleteSo glad I stopped by today. Followed your link over at Lisa-Jo's place.
Happy Friday!
lvoe that little girl!
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