Since it is raining, I drove back and forth. Returning home, I realized that I desired to dance with joy. The very next thought was that dancing with joy would be like dancing on the head of a pin -- not easy to do.
But I believe that to dance with joy is possible. In the spirit, I can dance with confidence that the floor beneath my feet is more than adequate for me to move with joyful abandon. So in my spirit, I am dancing.