My daughters are able to walk as adults because I did not dance with them very often. Except for square dancing in middle school on the outside basketball court (imagine), I didn’t grow up in a Christian culture that allowed dancing. You know why: all the evils of music and being near…girls. Groan.
I thought about these things this week after hearing a song about dads, daughters and dancing.
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