Dance with Him

Here I am, sitting alone, most of my friends are on the dance floor, laughing and having fun.  There are only a few of us, insecure ones really, who are watching from the side lines.  Wanting to jump up and have fun too but we don't know the dance, we haven't practiced the dance and we don't want to look like fools.  So we sit, pretending like it doesn't bother us.  When asked why we didn't get up and dance we say, "I don't dance."  That answer is enough to suffice our friends from pushing and prodding us further to dance. 

After a while I become jealous and envious of those who are not afraid to dance.  Sometimes the desire to dance is so strong that I decide I am going to do what it takes to learn how.  So the next time that song plays I will know what to do.  I won't feel insecure anymore. 

So I take the time to learn the dance.

Here I am, sitting with my friends, talking and laughing.  The song begins to play, my friends get up and start to dance.  They ask me to come along.  I hesitate.  I know the dance now but can I do it as well as them?  Will I look like a fool?  I stay seated even though I know the dance.  Maybe I should practice more.

So I take the time to practice the dance.

Here I am, sitting with my friends, talking and laughing.  The song begins to play, my friends get up and begin to dance.  I watch for about half the song then just before I've missed the chance to dance I casually make my way out onto the dance floor.  I stay towards the back of the crowd but at least I'm dancing.  Although I am still unsure that I'm doing it right. 

So I take the time to practice the dance some more.

Here I am, sitting with my friends, talking and laughing.  The song begins to play and I still don't think I have what it takes.  I feel weak in the knees like I have two left feet.  Something just isn't right.  I'm still insecure.  As I am fumbling with my thoughts I can sense that I'm not alone.  I look behind me and there he is.  I know him.  I've seen him dance.  I know he knows all the moves.  Maybe I'd feel better if he would just dance with me.  And then I decide to ask him.  What do I have to lose?

So I practice the dance with Him.

Here I am, sitting with Him and my friends, talking and laughing.  The song begins to play and we jump up ready to dance!  I'm still a little unsure of myself but standing next to Him, following His lead, I become more secure by the moment.  As I watch His moves and stay with Him I realize in that moment that I will never sit out another dance again as long as He is with me! 

What is the song?  Whatever you feel insecure about.  It could be a new job, an unfamiliar path, a new commitment, sharing the gospel, moving to another state, etc.

Who is Him?  Jesus Christ!

Dance with Him!

Living Loved, Freely and Dancing into my Divine Design,

Elizabeth

P.S.  What is your favorite song to dance to with Him?   Here is a good one to dance to:)  This is Living by Hillsong Young & Free.