The
Dance of Life
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| Last dance at the Atlantic ocean |
"All things were created
through Him and for Him. And He is before all things, and in Him all
things consist."
David wrote many songs found in the
book of Psalms and directed them towards the One he called the Chief
Musician. What if I lived every moment of my life realizing that I am
living it before the Chief of all things? I dance for the Chief
Dancer, I live for the Chief Lifegiver, I love on the Chief Father's
children, I share the gospel only through the Chief Hero of the
gospel story, the Chief of Friends calls me friend and instructs me
to love as He loves.
Oh to know, to realize
that I have an Audience of One, and that He is Chief over all that I
do. He knows the dance better than I do, He choreographed it. He
instructs. He does it beside me.
Am I listening? Am I watching? Am I
practicing? Am I giving Him the glory? Do I grab a hold of His
outstretched hand when I fall? Am I sitting at His feet learning
every possible movement of His? He tells me if I only sit at His feet
what I learn there shall not be taken away.
He invites, He calls me to partner with
Him … am I following His lead? Am I leaning on Him in trust? Do I
realize that no other foundation can be built upon which I can stand
firmly? Sometimes I cannot see Him, but do I know His strength?
Because if I've tested it, I would know the truth.
The dance begins. The movement becomes
single, fluid, strong, refined. My focus is on Him and He directs me.
The lights go off, my heart skips a beat. I then realize it is easier
to dance when I cannot see, because He can see me and that is the
only thing that matters.
...
The theater is empty
save One person who occupies the front row. Though Their presence is
enough to fill the entire building. The dancer on stage holds His
gaze. Sometimes her eyes falter and she may stumble, but her eyes
always find their way back to His unwavering gaze. Once again she is
lost in the depths of His eyes and her feet continue on in peace.
Sometimes she doesn't even realize it, but He is dancing with her.
She often looks back over a difficult piece and wonders how she made
it through, never realizing He was dancing with her the entire time.







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