Well having been to the Leech Lake Indian Reservation on our mission trip last week, I did learn a Native American dance. I would assume it’s a rain dance because Northern Minnesota had monster thunderstorms the next two nights while we were there. Maybe it was a “no rain” dance and I messed it up; my legs were shot from the days’ work and I shuffled more than danced.
But for the 25 high school kids and five adults it was a terrific experience. Eighth mission trip I’ve been on, and most have been to places I would otherwise never have gone, to serve people I would otherwise never have met.