Work, Dance

So... school started Monday, such a joy. But atleast it's my senior year. Yeah, this blog is a bit less joyful about the school experience I do suppose. Maybe it's because we don't always appreciate things while they last? I don't know. But, one thing I do know for sure you have to work at it. You have to try really hard or else it will either not be done right or, in the end, it won't be worth while. Just like our relationship with God. While God does indeed help us, why should we expect him to do all the work? A relationship, like the tango, demands two.

One and two, and up and down. I do this dance alone. You're too busy, you're too consumed to time out to care about this bond. This dance for two, this sweet play. I can't dance alone, and you can't expect me to. I need you to work with me, work with me in this dance. And when we finish we can say the victory was ours, we did our best. The rythm was off and the step wasn't the best. But we, we danced to the true rythm and the true beat. So who can find fault in us. Let's dance together.

"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." -2 Timothy 4:7