So there's this blog I read by this pastor up in seattle. He posted this vid. It starts off with this weird guy dancing alone at this music festival... then this other dude joins him and they dance strangely for a few moments (that must've felt like forever as the second guy is dancing also awkwardly)... and then a third guy and then it becomes a small group that just grows fast as people attempt to join this crazy group before the song ends:
When I watched it, I had this pang of... wistfulness I guess? I think most of the time, most of us are like the people who run in to join the crowd that's formed, to try to grab what fun and freedom we can. It must be hard to be the among the first... to know that you're an object of ridicule, or to be a weird follower, what if the 2nd and third guy that joined had been it? just 3 guys dancing weirdly. I hope that they would have relished the experience anyway but I'm glad the rest of the crowd got up too.... In any case, I thought those first three guys who got up there to dance were real fearless. How awesome are they? I hope that I can do that too one day, but I'm still not going to add dance by myself at a music festival to the list. I'll have to add something else ridiculous and brave instead :D.
