When I finally confronted that black cloud last week, and talked to God about it, He told me to dance. And I listened. I knew I could trust Him to come through for me! He knew exactly what I needed to do. And dancing helped me get back into that present moment frame of mind. It reminded me that all clouds and storms will pass eventually. That not all clouds and storms need to be mine…some might go just a little north or south, some might dissipate before they get to me, some might hit–but not have any lasting damage to me.
It was like He was a little birdie on my shoulder, chirping, “Dance. Let it go. Be happy.”
So I discoed. On my porch. In the car. Into the school. And ALL day in the art room. Every single class got the chance to listen and dance a little to the Pure Disco Disc 2. 🙂 And it was the best. Every time I saw someone smile–whether they were laughing at me or with me–every smile healed my heart. And several kids hugged me and told me it was the best art class ever.
All this to say…God was deep in my heart, and as soon as I acknowledged that I needed Him to take that cloud, He did. Now…this is not to say that those situations are gone. Nope, still hanging around. But it is to say that God took that yoke for me…I can depend on Him to remedy what needs to happen.
And the same is true for ALL of US. Try it.