Let me continue…
During our dance I learned she was not a student at Regent. She’s actually a teacher at Greenbrier Christian Academy, where she teaches Josh, Charlotte, and Lauren from our youth group. We met later at the drink table and just talked and talked. We slow danced twice together before the evening was over. We discussed God, church, missions, ourselves, and Swaziland, for she used to live during a couple of years in the ’80s.
During our conversation and in the middle of our second dance, I felt God took the veil from my eyes and there She stood before me, she with a capital “S.”
I called her last night. I asked her to meet me for some hot chocolate at Barnes and Noble. She giggled when she said yes.
All old things have passed away. God has thrown a tidal wave over the footprints of the past. The old me is dead, only Jesus lives in this body.