One of the best parts of being  married to an iconographer is the daily reminder of God stepping into human life and inviting us to dance. I get to watch an egg turn into an image and wine turn into wonder. Or, as this evening, a ceramic egg tray holding the perfect depth of wells for the float that will veil the light shining from the icon. Because while God loves us and always wants to dance, He never uses force to make us believe. The light from heaven has a curtain over it so that God can hide in plain sight and surprise our eyes when we look for Him. Sometime this weekend, I will get to see the icon come alive. I…