Dear Sister,

When was the last time you danced?  If it’s been a long time, why have you waited so long?  What’s turned your dance music into a mournful blues?  Do you feel like you are so caught up in the storms of life until you can’t carve out a single moment to dance?  Many times troubles come to try our faith.  If your faith is worth anything, it will stand the test.  Dross is afraid of fire, gold is not.  It takes no faith at all to trust God on the sunny days–when friends are faithful, the body is well, and the sprits are soaring.  Anybody can dance on those days.  “Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him,” is heaven-born faith.

So, when the rain comes–and it surely will–turn up the volume on the praise songs that are in your heart and DANCE IN THE RAIN.  Tribulation worketh patience, patience worketh experience, and experience worketh hope.  And hope is the impetus that moves us toward greater trust in the promises of God.  And, in trusting Him, we have every reason to DANCE IN THE RAIN.

angela