Sitting in a tap-tap stuck in the slow grind of traffic through the capital, the blare of music is a relief from tedium. If you are up front with the driver, you get a real loud earful, but what the heck?
It's what's missing here, back home.
|"Serve God with joy; come into God's presence with singing," Ivedu - Psalm 120|
|"Get into the habit of singing a tune. It will give you new life and fill you with joy." Rabbi Nachman of Bratzlav.|
Our mountain ekip (team) was often worn out, I wore them out, the climb wears me out and after a day at the school and clambering over rocks measuring distances for solar panel placement, what else could you do but...dance?
I'm missing this here, back home. I'm home, I am home right?
Dance or die!