Wilson Park. 3 Christian bands extolling Jesus Christ. There in the back row under the shade trees I met Daniel. The young man, body stiffened, 2 teeth protruding from his lips he was moving to the music cutting a groove to the beats. He seemed to know what was going on - maybe more than anyone else - praising the Lord. I joined him in the dance - his sister/caretaker got nervous when he reached out his hand to me. I assured her it was ok for I had come upon Jesus once again. He knew, I knew. That's all that mattered . He was quietly grateful I was dripping in tears. A glimpse of God's Kingdom. Thank you Daniel. And may I have the next dance?