10/23/11 Driving home late (for me 9 pm is late) and tired last night, I turned on K-Love and Steven Curtis Chapman was singing these words. I puddled.
But I need to practice my dancing
Oh, please, Daddy, please?"
So I will dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
'Cause I know something the prince never knew
Ooh-oh ooh-oh I will dance with Cinderella
I don't want to miss even one song
'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she'll be gone
A few little tears turned to more and bigger tears and soon I could barely see to drive the familiar road. I miss my first dancing partner, especially on the day when my brothers accepted the white roses in his memory. From the waltz to jitterbug, I miss dancing with Daddy.
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.
II Corinthians 1:3-4 is my comfort verse for meditation today.
How grateful I am to have danced with Daddy at my 45th class reunion. This picture and God's word has already begun to comfort me
