Do you ever feel like this? All dressed up and knowing exactly what you have to do, but just too tired to do it?
Warning: this one’s a bit of a deep one.
I was thinking about how sometimes we know exactly who we were made to be, but the world is a hard place and gets us down, and we can’t face dancing sometimes. It’s about learning to carry on dancing even when you don’t feel like it.
When you’re tired, your feet hurt, and it’s not fun; you have to dance on through it and right out the other side. It’s about not sitting down, and waiting for life to change, but to carry on dancing in the faith that life will change.