My 21 year old daughter came up grabbed my hand and started pulling me to the dance floor. I stuttered "Uh...maybe we should wait for a slow song." Fear was rising in my chest. What happened next would not exactly be called dancing...unless just quick movements in succession is considered dancing...regardless of how awkward it looks. But whatever you call it...I did it and my daughter freed me up with her crazy moves...and I just started moving...of course the difference is she looks really good being crazy.
And you know.., as badly as I may have done...I am certain there are those that just wished someone would have grabbed them by the hand...taken them to the floor...made some crazy moves...enjoyed the freedom of being able to let go of themselves....for at least one evening.
You have heard the saying "Dance like no ones watching." Children have no such thoughts. They know nothing of the latest and greatest dance moves and they dance as if everyone is watching. They believe that everyone that looks at them is watching and thinking "Wow look at those moves." And we are thinking just that....it doesn't matter if they are completely out of sequence or can't really keep a beat....as we watch their beaming faces we think this is life at its best...freedom of all worry...no grade is being given on technique....smiles and crazy laughter are being shared...we give grand kisses on little soft cheeks that are dripping in sweat from the freedom that was produced on that dance floor.
There is someone who needs a dance...some moments of being free of themselves and the many expectations of getting everything right...take them by the hand....pull them to life's dance floor and enjoy the awkward movements...it does not matter if there is no smooth technique or if the rhythm is off...just smile and laugh with them....make some crazy moves. We will be watching...and thinking..."Wow...look at those moves."
