My Dance

In the beginning it was not so! This blog was going to be called “God Only Gives Good Gifts,” and though I could talk on about how everything God sends out way is a gift, it seemed like I was limiting my perception of God to what He gives yet God offers more than just good gifts: He offers a dance. Dance has no limits; no bounds. It is smooth and flowing though sometimes it is composed of halting, seeming disarray. It requires listening, feeling, and seeing. It is in harmony with music when it is not making its own, and it often takes collaboration on more than one part. Dance is endless, ageless,  and its expressions are countless. My life-dance, my dance with God, is sometimes filled with harmonious music, sometimes disarray and syncopated halts. Sometimes it makes sense to me in the midst of it all, but sometimes it only makes sense in light of the big picture. The pattern is always expressive, but it is ever-changing from  joyful to sorrowful, sensible to senseless, peaceful to chaotic; duet to solo.

Sometimes my life, like dance, can be beautiful when it is a solo, but sometimes a solo tells the saddest, loneliest story. Even when I feel that I have been casted as a soloist, God is still with me. In my solos it is not my strength that fuels my footwork, but His. It is not my feet that keep moving with the music, but His. In those times, He carries me, flows through me, protects me; loves me.  In our duets, He guides me ever so gently so that an observer might think we were actually dancing in tandem: two minds fully aware of the next step, when actually it is I who am standing on God’s feet allowing Him to guide mine.

Our dance is ageless. No matter when Mr. Right or loved one cuts in, how many solos I have to bear through, or how old I get to be, I want God to guide my steps always. I want to step to His beat, feel His rhythm, see His choreography come alive in my life. I want to wrap my arms around His neck and lay my head on His heart. I want to leave all my worries at the edge of the stage knowing they will take their entrance in due time. I want to be guided by my Father through every halt and leap, sway and twist. With God as my guide and inspiration, I want to dance!