....happened during the hymn singing when a young mom came in with her little blond sprite of a girl. Girl's coat came off, and her pouffy, white, sleeveless Easter dress emerged. They were in the two aisle seats, and little imp was out of the rows of seats, slowly twirling around, watching the effect on her skirts. We were singing "Oh, Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder consider all the worlds thy hands have made... how great thou art" and she, slowly and in time to the music, in sync with the words, did a little ballerina dance. Arms out, little leg bent, little foot pointed out. Around she went, til she noticed some of us noticing her. Then she slipped back into her chair again.

Thank you, little ballerina girl, for letting the beauty and wonder of the song move your heart to dance. Your innocent little dance- unconsciously pure and lovely drew my heart to God like nothing else in the service did this morning.