Pastors leaping, jumping, bounding across the front of the church. Everyone is in their element. They are engaged in a romantic dance with their Papa. Simply Beautiful! No fears of what others think. No worries about looking like a fool because it is for an audience of One. Their eyes are fixated on their Maker when singing.
These are my people. Just the place to learn to be undignified before the Lord. The fear of looking like a fool is fleeting. The fear of caring what others think is dissipating. Why? Simply becuase my gaze is becoming more and more locked into the most beautiful eyes. My steps are becoming more intertwined with The Spirit. He spins and twirls me around because He is that in love with me!
The other night I danced before my Papa on stage. This is not normal for me. Most times fears would come upon me, but not this time. Freedom (william wallace style)! That same night The Spirit spoke a powerful message through me. ME of all people. The message’s main part was about the blog of Los Tres Hermanos from Cambodia. Boy, did the Spirit ever move! I know without a doubt it was Him because I’ve never really preached before.
