At church this morning, the band and a small group of singers performed a mellow, but very powerful song. As soon as the band began to play, the tune immediately had me dancing in my head. You almost have to know West Coast Swing to really understand. This was the kind of song that would have been played at about 2am.
I don’t know if I can really explain what goes on inside me when I hear a song like this. Over the past 14 years, I’ve danced to songs like this with Jo more times than I could possible count. Normally I’m good about sharing Jo with all of the other guys that want to get a dance with her, but every now and then a song comes on that I have to have and I pull out my “husband card”. This is the card that basically says as long as I don’t abuse the privilege, I get to cut straight to the front of the line any time I wish.
As I sat there this morning, tears formed in my eyes. These are the tears that come from life experiences that seem absolutely perfect. This might be the birth of a child or some other significant event in your life or it might be a dance with Jo when the right song comes on.
Unless you’ve danced with Jo, you may find this hard to comprehend. If you have danced with her, you know she can make life seem completely perfect for the length of that song – if it’s the right song. The birth of a child is rare. Really good songs can be purchased and then played over and over again.
As this song at church began to head down the home stretch, a couple of people in the middle section felt compelled to stand. Within seconds, the entire congregation (probably 1,500 people) was standing. I was already in an amazing place, dancing with Jo in my head. Add the energy of 1,500 people being overcome by a powerful musical performance and I almost lost it.
I know this Blog tends to chronicle the difficulties Jo has experienced with her health lately. Keep in mind that if I did a Blog of all the amazing ways we’ve been blessed in the last 14 years it would probably be 100 times as long.
