I danced with Jesus in my kitchen this morning. Tears streamed down my face as I swayed to the soft worship in the background letting His love wash over every step. His glory traces out every move, each sway is sustained by His grace alone. In that moment, nothing else mattered in the world. His presence captivated my heart in such a tangible way. I could practically feel the sweetness of His hands on my shoulders as I held mine lifted to heaven.

It was me and my savior while the harmony of His praises clothed me in joy. My hands were open - willing to receive whatever exchange He wanted for me this morning. It felt like the first time I encountered Him face to face - remembering that the heart of the Father beats for me, for all of the world. Sweet simplicity is where He delights in meeting us. The little moments highlight the magnitude of how great a King He is, how kind a friend He is, how selfless a Savior He is!

~ Guest Post by Kristen Kinley