go sit on a rooftop to worship together and ask for more of the Lord.
it was redeemed in India when we basically did our ministry on a rooftop. Capstone Ministries was on the top
floor overlooking Bangalore.
Stunning.
rooftop. I loved going up there
during the day and basking in the beauty of all of the mountains that
surrounded us in all directions.
One day (which actually turned into many days), I saw the Himalaya Mountains in the distance from a rooftop.
I started crying at the beauty of them. How marvelous and majestic they were, towering over the
“Himalayan foothills” in the foreground!
summers and laying on my family’s driveway to watch the stars each cloud-free
night. So peaceful.
iPod on and listened to it for a little while. A song called “Dance with Me” came on and I knew that I
needed to be on the rooftop. I
walked up the spiral stairs to the roof and could see about a billion stars. The moon wasn’t out yet so it was a
perfect night for stargazing. But
God didn’t want me to just lie there on the roof and admire them. He wanted me to dance with Him under them. “Dance with Me”…”Dance with Me”…”Dance with Me” kept ringing
over and over again in my head until I finally stood up and danced.
twirling little girls around in each country in every city in hopes that I
would see that Training Camp vision come to life on the Race. But it hasn’t happened yet…until that
night at least. You see… I have
been sharing with other people about how much God wants to dance with
them. I have been almost pushing
that vision that was for myself onto other people, forgetting that God had that
vision for me in the first place.
again. I want to learn what it
means to [literally] dance with my Prince.
