dancing with God

last night when i came home, i joined my friend olga and accompanied her to a salsa dance class she takes in the mission district. such fun! i danced with all these guys, one of which had marvin gaye staring down at me from the front of his t-shirt, and another guy who was named adonai- like the name of God.

imagine what it would be like to dance with God- He would have good rhythm and be patient when i get off beat. i imagine He would be a great leader on the dancefloor, if i would just let Him lead... if i stayed focused on His face when i turned, i might not get so dizzy, so easily. all in all we would have fun and laugh at the absurdity of dancing salsa to "hey jude."