I dance free

In so many ways, you loved me

Just as I am not as I should be

And as your child, you take hold of me

I see just why I fall in love with you

The purest love I've ever know

Was that you chose to give and die

And the blood that poured from your open hand

All so I could fall in love with you

I've got worship you my God

I can't contain the way I feel

I dance free

Before you Lord

For it's you

That I adore

Adore by the Parachute Band

Practice your pliés

Every small, repetitive step builds to the amazing, beautiful achievements.

Every plié and port de bra makes the grand jete easier.

Every scale on the piano makes improvisation second nature.

Every page of the textbook makes astounding progressions of logic possible.

Enjoy the achievements, remembering all the small steps that got you there. Take the small steps, thinking of the amazing things you're making possible.

Every plié...

The Beautiful Things

I'd like to re-dedicate this blog to the beautiful things in life. Sometimes my interpretation of that might surprise you but I hope you're inspired anyway.

This blog is for Smiles, Baking, Arts & Crafts, Words, Pictures, Creation, Faith & Trust, Changing, Reflections, Looking Forward, Encouragement and Dancing.

It's for me, it's for you, it's for God.