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I have no business discussing dancing, floors, or even dance floors. I’m an expert in none of those categories. I am not a dancer. When I try to dance, I end up looking like a contortionist being hit with a taser. When I try to dance I appear to be about as graceful as a pirouette-ing stick figure. When I try to dance . . .  get the point? However, in a recent study on 1 Peter, I was intrigued by a greek word that has to do with, of all things, dancing. We will get to the dancing in a moment, but first . . .  [Read more…] about God on the Dance Floor