Last night, I went to the dance class. Really, I only went because Gracie wanted me to go, and so I felt bad if I said no... that's the reason why I do lots of things. Yet, after I started thinking about it, I knew that it would be good for me to go. It would be really stretching. I can do it. So, I went. Please keep in mind, that I have always been one that would not dance. I've never been good at it, and at least I know that. From 18 on, my friends would always give me lots of shots of vodka before we would go to a club. I remember going one night after 7 or 8 shots and I still wouldn't move on the dance floor. I couldn't. My mind was blank, and I just have no idea what to do. I never wanted to copy my friends moves exactly because then that would just be and look weird. Yet, that's just some of the history.

So, I went. It was beautiful to see the planning stage, and to even participate in the warm up and cool down. When I found out that there was going to be a "free dance" time, I got totally freaked out inside. Yet, thankfully Jen got me covered. She welcomed us to copy her or Sharon during this time if we didn't know what to do. I decided to copy Sharon, I really like her style. Also, most people were copying Jen, so it makes it easier if I don't compare myself to everyone else, and it's just one. I got in the corner, and I was free. One time, Sharon saw that I was copying her, and that totally froze me up, but once she closed her eyes again, I went back to being free. It's weird, when I watch people, I can think of different moves. But when I am standing, or in the position to start dancing, my body freezes.

There was definitely an improvement though. I find worship dance much more freeing and comfortable than normal "club" style dancing. haha I think it all has to do with being comfortable. See, I know that despite my lack of talent and giftings when it comes to my singing and dancing ability that God still sees it as beautiful. To me, Him enjoying it, is a miracle in itself. But He does, somehow. Then, it just has to do with the approval from the other people. If I tell Shannon, come on, you can do it... Just dance. Then, I need to be giving it my all too. (She did great, I was just using her as an example.) Yet, it's hard.

On Sunday, I am teaching the kids on "worship is a lifestyle". I think there's another part to it, but I can't remember it. I think that going last night will help me teach it and understand it more. It's easy to teach from my own relationship with God, but when it comes to showing and teaching about all or most of the different types, then it gets more difficult.