I Hope You Dance
Awe and wonder escape us as adults. We put the pedal to the metal, rush through the agenda, push to the last item on the list and never once stop to gaze at an ant. We neglect to nourish our curiosity and fill our margins to the point of edging out astonishment. Children, full of awe and wonder, are held captive by pebbles, ants, and grains of sand.
I Hope You Dance by Lee Ann Womack stops me in my tracks and reminds me I have a choice. My stay-on-task personality has a tendency to never look up, never take a chance, never find the wonder in life. With a little push from Lee Ann, I choose to never settle for what’s routine, typical — the path where the grass is already worn down. Instead I experience wonder, awe, astonishment daily. It’s my choice!