“Don’t be that guy; don’t have that
extra drink.“You’re probably not as cool as you
think are but you can be as good as you think you can be.”
Freedom is being alive to Jesus, and dead to the flesh. And freedom is beautiful, it is a gift our Father desires us to have, it is a gift Jesus was willing to die for, and it is a gift Holy Spirit wants to lead us in every day. The cost to beautiful freedom is dying to the flesh. Taking up our cross daily. Following the voice of the Lord no matter how loud our circumstances are screaming at us. That is freedom, and that is why Christ set us free.
I was a little uncomfortable in this room of dancing strangers, but it still felt right. Then God began to work. My heart started to really receive this worship and God’s presence in the room. My voice gradually got louder and my body slowly getting looser. Within minutes I was lost.
I do not mean I did not know where I was. I am saying I did not know who I was. I began asking questions like: “Why are my hands up? Why am I dancing like a crazy person? Why am I singing so passionately in a room of complete strangers?” In my bewilderment and awe, I answered myself with a smile; that is all I could do! I began to think of David from the Bible, and how he danced for God.