I Wish I Could Have Danced More

Back in the day she used to try all of the latest dances but to no avail. She had only learned the dances as they were going out. Even stepping, Chicago style, was a little difficult for her. The fancy twirls and steps tripped her up. But now that she was born again she could do all of the twirls and everything. Maybe her confidence had grown so she felt she could do anything and not be embarrassed. The last time she "stepped" was at a wedding, and she only lasted about five minutes before she had to tell her dance partner to give it a rest. Winded and red in the face she faced her very sanctified mother. The question she posed, "What, you dancing now?"