the freedom of dance
There are times when I am standing in my pew, and looking up at the Cross, and the impact of what the Lord has done for me causes me to fall to my knees and weep. As we sing about the ‘wonderful cross’, I am once again confronted with my sin and I am broken before Him. When the worship team shifts to rejoicing and proclaiming our freedom because of what Jesus did on the Cross, as the beat starts, my body automatically moving to the rhythm. And then I hear His voice, whispering to my heart, ‘come and worship me with the gift I have given you’. Although I’m naturally terrified of what others might think, I weight up, in that moment, the options of either honoring God or staying safe. As I step out in faith, a wonderful thing happens; the fear fades, everyone disappears, and I am able to just dance before my God with all my might and to feel His pleasure. Then I am reminded of Zephaniah 3:17 “…[I] will rejoice over you with singing." And I picture God dancing over me. This experience is not about me, or the people who are watching. It has nothing to do with my ability to dance, or even what song is being sung. It is about a God who desires that we worship of Him from an obedient, broken, and contrite heart.