DATE WRITTEN: March 24, 2010
So I tried it today. I tried to dance in the rain, and I'm pretty sure I did it without it being soo hard. It was easy. I was my crazy old self again. I loved it. I loved dancing in my heavy rain storm and I loved knowing that Satan hated it. I loved that Satan didn't get the pleasure of watching me sitting there doing nothing, like he wanted. I loved that i let God over come my storm and let him help me to dance. He helped me through my day, dancing away. He gave me a lesson in my bible class just for me. He helped me to not just smile but to laugh loudly through my day. He helped me keep my humor, through this stormy day. He let me see the light through all the darkness that had came. I really loved dancing in the rain. But I think since I did dance, since I didn't let Satan get the pleasure, since I let God in. He spoke the words that lead the storm away. My friend had told me she realized what she had done; that she realized that it wasn't the right thing to do. She had realized our friendship was too great to give away. He led the storm, the lightening, the thunder, and all the hell away. He took all the pain away. He brought the sunshine and repaired my "bump in the road" all because I danced in the rain.