We often walk through life with this feeling; it's a feeling that weighs down the mind, body and soul. It is the sum manifestation of our worst fears and lost dreams. It causes me, in particular, to loose form. And yet...I am a soldier. I walk then run, then I pant and walk some more. But eventually I come to a point where I can't anymore. I just can't. My lungs give way and I depend on me too much. I often walk through life with doubt tied to my feet. I can't dance but now...I am determined to do so. I want to dance in the air like an eagle whether rain or shine or calm or storm. I don't just want to run but I want to do it gracefully and thankfully. Jesus...He gives me the opportunity each day to dance in the air. If I don't then it's because I haven't leaned on His everlasting arm. I choose to dance. I want to dance, I was designed to dance, therefore I shall indeed dance. I will step forward into His hand and dance all the way to everlasting. This is what I was made to do.
About Me
- Sarae
- Detroit, MI
- Washed in the blood of the Lamb. My life is for Him. For evey fear and doubt, I dare to say I can. For every sin-soaked dust-ling, He exchanges His own beauty. For every healing, I sing. It is my rightful duty. There are no words, I ask myself "Why am I writing?". Maybe it's to encourage those who use love as their weapon for fighting.
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