The other day I took some time and went to one of my secret places where no one can find me. It's no wonder that Jesus went into the wilderness to pray, I feel so much closer to God outside, away from any distractions, and closer to his creation. I usually just sit on my hood at this place, because it's always kind of dark and I'm kind of nervous to walk around. But this night I felt like I needed to explore. It was so awesome I discovered this dry pond that had been dug that was probably eight feet deep, it was so cool. It reminded me of this big dried up lake that I went in in Africa a couple of years ago. The rememberance of it and experiencing something close to it was so special to me. Then it occured to me how often am I not being sensitive to the holy spirits presence in my life? Tonight he prompted me to go further into the woods so that I could experience this awesome place. But how many times has he been prompting me to maybe talk to someone that I never talk to? Or maybe even do something that seems completely ridiculous to me but God wants to use me, and I ignore it because it makes no sense to me, I disregard the prompting in my spirit. I got this picture in my heart of how God wants to lead in my life. As a little girl I remember being at a wedding with my parents, and when the dancing started I remember stepping on my dads feet and holding onto his hands, so I went everywhere he went, because I didn't know how to slow dance, and I couldn't keep up. But more than that it was this very special thing to me that my dad wanted to dance with me. God is like this with us, he is a loving father that wants to be involved in our lives, he wants to dance with his daughter and he wants to lead. He wants me to step on his feet and hold onto his hands and let him lead, so that I'm dancing however he decides we should dance, leading me wherever he wants me to go.