This clip is such a glorious metaphor for how God works in our lives. At the height of each of his leaps, he is suspended, upheld in midair by some unseen force. I have always felt that God asks us to leap first, and then we are carried through somehow, often with more grace than we could ever muster or imagine alone. Ok, so yeah, he’s totally easy on the eye and a gorgeous dancer. I admit I am confounded by the title, though. Rather than Lost in Motion, I think it should be called, Found in Motion.