Oh, how I love to dance! I recently listened to Ann Murray sing a 40's song "Oh, how we danced..." I was transported back to teenage years. My friend Ann, and I spent every spare moment at the local drugstore. It had a small dance floor and a jukebox. We spend hours practising all the jitterbug/swing steps to big band records.
Dancing led to meeting my husband. We were going to school in Omaha, working for Father Flanagan's boystown after school. At least once per week, we went to the Shermont Ballroom to listen and dance to the big bands booked there. One evening the trombonist and singer spotted us dancing. He remarked to the drummer, "I have to meet that girl during break. She is the one I'm going to marry." Long story short: He did that, walked me to where we were boarding, ask me to marry him, and....2 months later... we were married. I traveled with the band... until pregnancy prevented it. Though Bill had planned and trained for a career in music, we couldn't stand to be separated, so he resigned. Fast forward ..... different circumstances.... still dancing! Not in ballrooms... mostly in our living rooms... for the rest of our lives together.
The best picture of our dancing together through our years is a movie with Gene Kelly in "Singing in the Rain". He was dancing in a downpour... totally oblivious to the rain. He has just discovered he is in love, and that is more important than anything else in the world.
The Psalmist says that life is like that for those who live in God's kingdom. We live in this world... in the midst of downpours.... focused on the overwhelming love of God for us.... and we dance for joy!
We join all creation in giving thanks that God's power shows itself in grace, compassion, love and faithfulness.... in the midst of life's pouring rain... remembering God's overwhelming love... We Dance!
oh I love to dance but have never been very good at it and for having a dancing dad, Billy just will NOT. He has ceased to cringe when I decide to dance and when we get to heaven I am sure God will make him dance with me and probably the jitterbug....
ReplyDeleteOh my Dear Virgene, What a picture you paint with your words, you sweep me right in so that I feel like I can see into your memories, as if I was seeing you as it happens. What a love you shared, with a beautiful man. What grace you show everyday in words and deeds. Oh to be able to dance and still feel him by your side even now is a tribute to your love. You are such a gracious woman with so much love to share and so much more to say, I wait with anticipation....I love you, ♥♥m
ReplyDeleteWonderful. Loved hearing this story again. Grandpa was a story teller and you are too. Love hearing them.
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