Salvation Looks Like Dancing
A meditation on holiness, cancer, Nazis, and dancing.
A meditation on holiness, cancer, Nazis, and dancing.
When moments of clarity arrive, do you take advantage of them or let them slip away, returning again to the fog of addiction?
I didn’t know what to expect. I knew these people were not Christians, and I knew they would at least be drinking, if not wildly drunk…
Maybe it’s not wrong to feel all those emotions; maybe they were put there for a reason.
The natural progression of all things toward death is what makes them beautiful.




