Dance follows me everywhere. No matter how hard I might try to escape, it chases me. Many people are incomplete without it.

Most people who dance know that you cannot run. It has been ingrained in your nature, somehow, and no matter what happens you will never shake the longing. 

It exposes your soul, rips your heart, sits at the deepest part of your desire. To fly. 

           And I think, "Why God? Why did you create this desire?"
           The yearning is not something to run from. It shines glory on God.

So don't run. Shout and leap and dance for Him. As I learned last night, full enjoyment is not complete until you have praised that which gives you joy: God.  It shouldn't become work. He is a joy. There is no such thing as sad joy or annoying joy, is there? So praise Him, people.