So – Bryan and Carolyn have both blogged about this book and I don’t want to feel so left out. I haven’t read the book yet – but I’ve read Craig’s writing before and I can PROMISE you that you won’t be dissapointed. I will definately be checking this one out as soon as I can get it – you should, too. I’m anticipating discovering all of the things I did wrong when I date my husband. Thank you, Lord, for grace!
So – go order your copy NOW
So, today – on my day off, I had to go to a Glory Academy Company Parent Meeting. I wasn’t happy about this initially – it’s my day off, you know! So – I drug myself away from my snuggly couch and drove to the church. We had to do some “house cleaning” with our parents and company students before the season got too far away from us. Mrs. Casey began the meeting by addressing some things and talking over some details before she had a rehearsal for their Riverfest performance next weekend. Then my reluctance to give away my Saturday afternoon began to melt away. I remembered why I do this thing in the first place.
I think I have one of the best jobs on the planet. I get to facilitate the fulfillment of purpose in these young girls’ lives. Their parents trust us with their children and we get to train them, encourage them and help them become dancers who express themselves with excellence and passion – dancers who take the world’s opinion of arts in the church (that it’s sub-par, cheesy, bathrobe wearing moms doing circle dances and waving tamborines all over the place) and tell them where they can put that opinion. We are here to be BETTER than the studio down the street that has their dancers in half tops and daisy dukes shaking their rumps to music that degrades women and the human race in general. This is our opportunity to do something fabulous – something people tell us we can’t – something this city doesn’t expect and may not be ready for.
As I watched our students and their parents begin to really “get it” I got so excited – this is why I’m here doing what I’m doing. We’re going to make history in this city!
Want to help us? Tell somebody….help us grow this academy into the biggest, craziest, off the hook expression of excellence this city has ever seen! Tell your neighbors, your co-workers, your family members, your barista – whoever – just tell them! (thanks…)
So – we took our first trip to the pumpkin patch today. The first time it starts to hint at cooler temperatures, I start aching for yellow and rust colored mums, fat pumpkins and dried up gourds. Don looks at me and rolls his eyes – he doesn’t understand my love for fall – but Reagn does. He runs around the patch grunting and trying his darndest to pick them all up, yelling, “need help, mama!” so everyone can hear.
I think Stephanie is one of my best friends ever because we share this love affair with October. (Steph, I thought about you today – wishing we could hunt the perfect pumpkin together. These miles hurt my heart…)
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