Before my husband’s stroke we used to dance. After his stroke we thought our dancing days were over. Walking and balance was (and still is) the priority. We recently went to a fundraiser dinner/concert and there was a dance floor! When the music started, to my surprise my husband said, “Let’s dance.” Sooo, we found a small space on the dance floor and with his cane and leg brace on, we danced! As we held on to each other I’ll never forget that frozen smile on my husband’s face. As we cautiously danced I remember thinking…only God could bring us to this refreshing moment.
You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy. Psalm 30:11