Boogie to the Beat of my Lord!

Music was created by God. That's why they call it ROCK.

You Lord, are my Rock; my foundation, my joy, the place I find peace.

I expected it to rain this morning. The weather watcher on tv said it was going to rain all week. But instead the fog evaporated into whispery streams of mist and the sun beamed it's streaks of glory across puffy white mounds of water.

I ran the backward way of Westville. I started out slow, but picked up speed once I was up the large hill. Got my groove and hardly felt winded. I couldn't wait to get to the good part. Going down Pointed Rocks. But just as I was approaching, God told me to go straight.

I was disappointed. Going DOWN pointed rocks is always a favorite for me. I knew it would be especially great today. With gospel music in my ears and the sun bouncing off the wet black pavement...I bet it was glorious!
But when God tells you to do something, you do it. Because you know it must be good. No, not just good- great.
So Okay God, I went straight. Down the crazy steep hill I usually go up when I first start out on Westville. At the bottom I saw 2 women I knew, walking. One is a parent from a kid who was on Megan's soccer team last year.
I said "hi" and took out my earpiece when I noticed that she wanted to talk to me.
Dang, I have to stop!

She asked me how Katie was feeling (really she wanted to know details), so I told her. She said that her young daughter, Katy age 5 (whom my Katie adores) had cried a bunch over the weekend because of the accident. It must have really had an effect on her to see the firetruck and ambulance at the school.

"You should have called or come over!" I told her.

"She'll feel better now that I've talked to you."

We said our good-byes and I took off running again.

Well, that's why you needed me to cut my route short? I asked God. Forgive me for being so selfish.
A lot of people around here care and they worry when someone gets hurt. Even people you hardly know, but always see. I think I'll have Katie make a card for little Katy.

I got home and danced around the house, feeling thankful to be returning to my inspirational roots. Every person should let loose once in a while.
Dance when nobody is home. Ever since I was old enough to be left alone in the house I have done this. I know I looked like an idiot, especially when the music is just in my headphones, but who cares? It feels great. Free.
If I can make my Lord smile, than why not?

Boogie, boogie, boogie...shake that God given bootie.
Today I am happy.
Thank You Jesus!!!!!!