I did something a little silly. I bought a pink dress.  This is not just any ordinary dress.  It is not the typical church dress or summer sundress that I am a sucker for (my closet is already jam packed with such practical and wearable dresses) - 

I bought a formal dress that had NO practical purpose in mind. I couldn’t wear this floor-length, rose gold/dusky pink, sparkly, beaded, and sequiny, quintessentially Gatsby-esque special occasion dress to a wedding or a fancy restaurant.

I don’t go anywhere that would warrant needing this dress.

This dress is eye-catching, it caught mine, just happened to be my size, so I bought it.

As soon as I got home, I had to try the dress on to see if it would fit (it did), so of course I took some selfies, then had a little dance party in my living room - you know- to test out the dress for a real dance floor.  

I’m only partially kidding, I wanted to dress up and dance, so I did.  

If I sound like a little girl-at-heart playing dress up…..it is because I am.   I love sparkle, and pretty dresses, and dancing, so I danced.

I showed my friend a picture of me in my new fancy dress.  We then started talking about other pretty dresses and the conversation moved to other things.  

The following morning I received a text from her with Psalm 30:11 as well as a picture of her little girl twirling in her living room in an oversized petticoat.  My friend had awoken in the middle of the night thinking about the dress and me dancing in my living room and thinking of her daughter twirling carelessly in her living room as a child.  In her text, my precious friend pointed out that this dress I bought is my “dancing from mourning” dress.  

I still don’t know why I bought the dress other than I liked it and I like celebrating things and people that are worth celebrating. 

Life is stressful and it is just HARD a lot of the time, but if I can find a reason to celebrate, I will! 

Psalm 30:11 says, “You turn my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing to you and not be silent.  O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever.”

I then recruited some friends that also like to celebrate, laugh, dress up, laugh more to take some fun pictures on a beautiful Sunday afternoon.  We had a ball!

The saga of the pink dress will continue.  Who wants to celebrate something?