I remember the excruciating conflict of junior high dances. Being painfully shy of girls but wanting to dance with one I remember wrestling with two anticipations: a delightful experience and possible rejection. It took a lot of courage to approach a girl and ask for a dance (and there actually was rejection a few times!!). But this morning I was thinking about our dance with the Lord. We may draw back from approaching Him, knowing we are full of faults. But somehow we know that only He can deal with those faults and only He can provide the joy life was intended to hold. So, with some trepidation, we cross the dance floor and ask Him to come into our lives....and find we are not rejected! The dance begins. We find that He has been waiting for us to invite Him and He has much to show us. He restores us and takes the guilt from us and then, as we dance, He gives us peace. Sometimes we let the dance end and walk away from Him...but He remains on the floor and beckons us to resume.
He has more for us ...purpose ...truth ...meaning ...completeness. Ultimately, we find the greatest joy as we allow Him to lead the dance. We find, over time, that He is the one who planned the dance and who has invited us to come. And He waits on the dance floor every day for new and old partners, alike.
Jeremiah 31:13 " Then shall the virgin rejoice in the dance,
And the young men and the old, together;
For I will turn their mourning to joy,
Will comfort them,
And make them rejoice rather than sorrow.