In twenty minutes, I”m off to Student Drama Team practice. My coworker at the preschool accosted me at work one day and asked if I wanted to be on the leadership team. I agreed with fond memories of being on the drama team many years ago when I was in the youth group (though some would say I never left).
So today, I spent the last hour in my newly cleaned office looking frantically through the American Sign Language Dictionary for inspiration for interpretive dance/movement (depending on where you go to church) for the song “Mighty to Save.” The window is open, and the neighbors are getting saved watching me act out this song with faux-sign language mixed with sheer imagination.
Um, I hope I don’t mess up when I show it to them. I’m kind of nervous. Like, I feel like I’m in ninth grade and I’m wondering if my shirt is not long enough and when I do my godly-dancing then my shirt will go up and show my tummy. This was obviously before the days of the glorious long shirts we enjoy in the 2000’s. It’s been a while since I’ve done anything with the arts at church, and I’m really excited to get back into it. I might even pick up my guitar again and learn those 10 songs I used to know back when I was in praise band.
p.s. Lucy wants you to know that she helped me choreograph, inspiring me with her fierce battle with her doggy bed and her peaceful napping.