Last night, my husband and I were sitting in church, waiting for the service to start, when we heard some good, upbeat music. You know the kind that makes you dance in your seat. Our shoulders were moving, and our feet were tapping, moves that looked skillful in our heads. In Tanya-fashion, I leaned over and broke the news to him that three decades ago, we would’ve looked at folks like us and thought how uncool their dance moves looked. In Antoine’s fashion, my husband said, “But we are cool.” There was a moment of sitcom silence, then we laughed at ourselves and kept dancing.
This year, while you’re navigating through life, may you find time to laugh from the deepest part of your gut.
Happy New Year!
I’m not exempt! I’m just blogging it out. Oh, and don’t forget Philippians 1:6, And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.









