And the Rest of Us as We Dance through Life
So I wrapped up the above two paintings and left them on my sister's porch along with a poem that I wrote for her....only it turned out to be speaking to me also and maybe even to you:
Hair and hats.....hats and hair...
The "dance of life" to the music of prayer.
The music of prayer is sometimes just music...
...When one can barely hold on and is about to 'lose it'.
But if we can make ourselves listen...if we hold on 'real' tight,
The music of prayer guides us through the dark night.
Sometimes the music signals the entrance of others...
...to add to our 'dance'...all our 'sisters and brothers'.
God is the 'Conductor'...He directs the song;
Our job is to dance ...just to 'play along'.
As we dance to His music, we follow His plan;
...He shows us the steps as we hold onto His hand.
So...Hairless with hats...or hatless with hair...
...The Holy Spirit guides us ALL through the music of prayer.
P.S. Hallie has finished her chemotherapy and her radiation; her hair has grown back; she's gone back to running marathons (or maybe half-marathons...and wins them for her age division - she's 45years old) whenever she can, is engaged to a wonderful man, and is currently cancer-free:)
Have a lovely day!