Tonight, the Spirit was such that after I taught, we sang, "Madly" and I got the silly desire to dance... so I did, and danced, and danced, and danced. What a wonderful feeling of His spirit moving. I haven't danced in 20 years, I shuffle. But tonight knowing that according to Isaiah 61, He calls me, "...an oak or righteousness..." Me, an oak. I felt like a weeping willow of wickedness, but He calls me an OAK.
Gotta dance...
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