I love music.
I think that music must be the language of heaven.
Don't we all understand it?
Tonight my pain has been put aside...pushed into the background by my joy.
Worship obscures my swollen hands and feet...
My screaming spine is not silenced, but is drowned out by the glimpses of Majesty that I see.
Some of you will say, "She's manic. She's slipped beyond the reach of reality."
And it's true that my reality may be one that you cannot relate to...
But there are those who read, who know; .
Who have felt their souls lift beyond their circumstances, to join the dance of Heaven.
This has been a wonderful night.
Alone with my God,
Invited to share in the Dance of Angels and Saints.