Invitation (or Evangelism)
by Robb McCoy
A child reaches out her hand.
There is no fear of rejection.
There is no self conscious worry or doubt.
There is invitation.
There is simply music, and dancing is more fun when you hold someone’s hand.
A child reaches out her hand and takes it.
There is no set of steps.
There are no moves.
There is no clumsiness or fear of people watching.
There is simply music, and dancing is more fun with a partner.
A child reaches out her hand.
There is no stranger.
Two children dance. There is
no race
no gender
no class
no status.
Two children hold hands and jump and twirl and laugh and sing out loud. Colors swirl, hair bounces, feet move with frenetic energy as arms swing to no other rythm than what beats in their heart. There is
Only joy.
A child reaches out her hand to another reaching out hers.
There is simply music, and dancing is more fun when you dance with a friend.
The Fat Pastor 