There are few things we like as much as raising our hands during the middle of worship. Second only to this move is singing with your eyes closed. I don’t regularly do either but I can understand someone getting caught up in the moment and enjoying themselves. My friend Meghan says that her mom used to make a runway for God to land on. And I think that’s an amazing way to look at it. But to tell you the truth, I would much rather someone raise their hands and close their eyes instead of seeing people dance next to me. There’s nothing that snaps me out of the worship zone faster than seeing a middle aged soccer mom grooving along to a praise song as if she was at a Bonnie Raitt concert. There’s no call for that. Please stop.