this is living
two nights ago, i was dancing to hillsong young and free in spanish with some of my new best friends after a church service. we were having the best time, jumping around, laughing, and worshipping a little undignified. i remember looking around and feeling God saying, “this is living. this is freedom. this is joy.”
that time i spent dancing with my sisters meant so much to me- even though to others (and maybe even my other teammates) it might have just been a silly moment that they won’t think twice about. i have struggled for years with insecurities, depression,...