On the altar
Once again, I have placed my dearest dream on the altar.
Though not without tears, I have unclenched my fingers from around it.
I take a breath
close my eyes
step back
and wait
Once again, I have placed my dearest dream on the altar.
Today I had my first pantomime experience! I complained enough over the past couple weeks about never having been to one, as we don't have such silly things in America, so Charlotte wheedled me onto the list as supporting one of the students who was going to Cinderella today. Yes, it was silliness, but what fun! The audience has to hiss and boo the bad guys, and there's always scenes where you have to scream at a character "he's behind you!" They had us chanting, "Buttons you fool, someone's sat on your stool!" The British pantomime is definitely a tradition worth bringing to America!
Hey ... so I really need all your prayers for my audition next Monday. I want this so much, but at the same time I hear Him calling me to lay this dream at His feet. I want to dance- I need to dance- but even more I need His timing. And I need to listen to what He wants, instead of just endlessly asking for Him to give me what I want.