This city is not voted "most beautiful" in Asia ... far from it actually. Our road is littered with trash, the view from our window is far from picturesque, and a diesel engine runs most days in the property below us ... and, and, and ... But with these words I'm not complaining. The ugliness of these things begins to fade in the light of the beauty of dancing with Jesus. I have followed Him all the way around the world, been lost in unusualness and unfamiliarity, and come to the most familiar place ... that is, the beautiful plan of He who is weaving my life. I'm listening to a far-off tune that is gorgeous and spins my heart around with overwhelming awe ... it's making me dance ...
