Wednesday, January 28, 2009

A Time to Dance

The phone rang the other night. It was Rich and Carole who live about 30 miles from me.

"You want to go square dancing?"
"I don't know. I've never square danced."
"No problem. We're going to a beginning class and it's only 2 miles from your house."

I couldn't think of any reason why not.

So on Tuesday night I found myself holding hands with a tall husky 70 year old man with no hair.

Now, the only old man I'm used to dancing with is my dad. Here we are doing the swing in 2004.



Well the tall husky man was pretty good. He promenaded me around. I weaved in and out , grabbed arms, and occaisonally got run over by dancers who were going in the right direction. We learned about 10 different steps and formations. I really had to concentrate. In a way, it's so easy...but in another way....well let me just say...you cannot be daydreaming. When someone gets lost...it's so funny. For a woman, if you get lost...sooner or later (mostly sooner) and an arm reaches out and grabs you---folding you back in.

I did try to talk Mozart into going but he says square dancing is for squares.

When I got home from square dancing, Mozart said that son "C" had called. He wanted to stop by to pick up some mail. This was earth shattering news, because we've heard very little from our son. Mozart said, "We almost had a conversation." (on the phone) When C stopped by to get the mail, Mozart said he looked dirty and scraggly and was in and out quickly...leaving with a friend.

Because this situation is so...out of my hands—it prods me to trust the Lord completely. The worries do creep in...and when they do I imagine sweeping C and all my worries under God's wing. I can't see what's going on under the wing, but I bring my mind to rest by reminding myself he is completely in God's care.

In closing...
Here's a photo of my mom and dad doing the swing!

5 comments:

ktwalden said...

You go, girl, with the square dancing! The swing pictures look like you all are having a great time...

Concerning your prodigal, I like what you wrote..I can't see what's going on under the wing, but I bring my mind to rest by reminding myself he is completely in God's care. That is so true and makes such a wonderful picture of your son embraced by wings of love. My prayers are with you and your family....

Dawn said...

Sounds like incredibly good exercise! I would be out of sync all of the time, I'm sure.

Under His Wings is a great old song of the church - do you know it? What a great word picture - I must relax in God's wings for our situation, too!

Susan Skitt said...

What fun. I love the picture of you and your dad and then your dad and your mom. How sweet!!!

Praying still for your son.

Vanessa Cole said...

You and your son are in my prayers.

Vanessa

Marg said...

Square Dancing. Hm...that takes a lot of concentration. Even though I'm usually in the wrong...
Sounds like you had a great night.
Lots of stuff for us to put in the God box eh?