Dancing with God

[Beminde]

I received this in a FW: mail and thought you might be encouraged by it too. I don't know the source of this piece.

GUIDANCE
Dancing with God

When I meditated on the word Guidance, I kept seeing 'dance' at the end of the word. I remembered reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing.

When two people try to lead, nothing feels right. The movement doesn't flow with the music, and everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky.
When one person realizes that and lets the other lead, both bodies begin to flow with the music.

One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back or by pressing lightly in one direction or another... It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully. The dance takes surrener, willingness, and attentiveness from one person and gentle guidance and skill from the other.

My eyes drew back to the word Guidance. When I saw 'G' I thought of God, followed by 'u' and 'i'. God u and i dance - God you and I dance.

As I lowered my head I became willing to trust that I would get guidance about my life. Once again, I became willing to let God lead. My prayer for you today is that God's blessings and mercies are upon you on this day and every day. May you abide in God, as God abides in you. Dance together with God, trusting God to lead and to guide you through each season of your life.

 

[tansy]

Hey, thanks, what a great way to describe guidance...I'd nver looked at it that way before...sounds relatively simple LOL

 

[stormdancer0]

Now, that's just too cool!!

 

[kisstheson]

I love this!

 

[Jeffz]

No wonder I have always love dancing! Lead away Lord!

 

[praisehimalleluia]

Remember King David! He loved to Dance for God! Let us all dance for the Lord, following the flow of His Word! His Light and Guidance shall shine forth forevermore!

 

[Revived]

I don't believe I'll ever look at that word again without thinking of this. Thank you for sharing!

 

[sweetMelody]

That is absolutely wonderful..... thank you so much!

 

[stormdancer0]

I have a counselor for my depression, who happens to be a retired minister. He gave me a perscription the other day, a sure cure for depression - DANCE!!

Not only does not it lift your spirits, but chemically, it makes your brain chemistry produce more seretonin, which makes you feel happier.

God knew this, of course, when He told us to dance.

 

[marshgreencohen]

Now everytime I dance I'll get reminded of God's guidance.

 

[childofGod31]

I received this in a FW: mail and thought you might be encouraged by it too. I don't know the source of this piece.

GUIDANCE
Dancing with God

When I meditated on the word Guidance, I kept seeing 'dance' at the end of the word. I remembered reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing.

When two people try to lead, nothing feels right. The movement doesn't flow with the music, and everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky.
When one person realizes that and lets the other lead, both bodies begin to flow with the music.

One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back or by pressing lightly in one direction or another... It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully. The dance takes surrener, willingness, and attentiveness from one person and gentle guidance and skill from the other.

My eyes drew back to the word Guidance. When I saw 'G' I thought of God, followed by 'u' and 'i'. God u and i dance - God you and I dance.

As I lowered my head I became willing to trust that I would get guidance about my life. Once again, I became willing to let God lead. My prayer for you today is that God's blessings and mercies are upon you on this day and every day. May you abide in God, as God abides in you. Dance together with God, trusting God to lead and to guide you through each season of your life.

WOW, this is amazing! Thanks for sharing. The other day I was watching a figure skating video and it just struck me then: what grace, what beauty in movements, two moving as one. They are so intuitive to each other, so in synk. She is so trusting. He is so strong. He is leading, she is following. So reminds me of how I would like Jesus and me to "dance".

I posted this here just in case somebody wants to see it.
YouTube - Pairs SP Yuko KAVAGUTI & Alexander SMIRNOV

 

[stormdancer0]

I posted this on the Pentecostal forum, but thought you guys would like it too.

DANCING WITH THE KING

Tears and laughter reign. Momma is here; so is Dad. The youth pastor who argued with me for months when I doubted had whispered, “I told you so,” as he hugged me. Best of all, the music is unbelievable. It is audible, of course, but it’s more than that. It echoes and vibrates through my heart and soul, making it seem as if my spirit was part of the music. I’ve always loved music, and spent my life either making it or dancing to it. I don’t think my smile can get any larger.

Then I see Him. He starts on the outskirts of the crowd, slowly making His way to me. Though there is no aura about Him, no light coming from Him, I would know Him anywhere. He has lived in my heart for years. The crowd parts like the Red Sea as He walks forward, His eyes not moving from mine. I haven’t moved since I first saw Him. Everyone else backs away, leaving us to meet alone.

One tear runs down my cheek as I kneel. I would probably fall on my face if I could stop looking at Him. He stops about six feet away and says, “Come here, little one.” As I stand and go to Him, I notice the music is getting louder. It’s the most beautiful music I’ve ever even imagined. He says in my heart, I love music, too, child. It’s a beautiful waltz, one that I haven’t heard before. He looks up, and the music stops, then starts again at the beginning.

His gaze returns to me, and I try to speak. “Lord, I . . .” But His finger on my lips stops the words. “Dance with Me.” He whispers. Really? my heart asks. He bows slightly. I automatically return the gesture, sinking into a curtsy. As I stand again, my head tilts a little, a questioning look on my face.

He takes my left hand and places it on His shoulder; then takes my right hand in His. The first thing that comes to my mind is, God waltzes? But we dance. I love to dance, but this is not what I expected from the Son of God. My eyes are fixed to His, and He smiles as He whirls me around to the music.

When the music stops, He pulls me further into His arms, and kisses the top of my head. It had never occurred to me, this type of interaction with my King, but if it had, it would have been my greatest wish. “Lord Jesus.” I whisper. “I didn’t know You liked to dance.”

“I gave you a dream about dancing, remember?” He asks. He pulls me back into His arms, and suddenly, I’m in that dream again, and we are dancing on the stormy sea of Galilee to the music of the storm. It seemed at the time to be such a silly dream, but “silly” is nowhere in my mind right now. Joy, yes. But not silly. We are both getting soaked, and He has a thick strand of hair falling into His face. He starts laughing, and I join in, more joyful than I ever imagined being.

“You do like to have fun, Lord. I was hoping. . .”
“Of course I do, child.”

As we come to a stop, I remember the rest of the dream – the silliest part. “After all,” my mind had concluded at the time, “we are His children.”

Do you dare? I look up at Him, and He is smiling, daring me to continue with the dream. I smile, take a step back, and whisper, “Catch me if You can.” and run off across the waves. I run about 20 yards, and slow down, turning and jogging backwards so I can see His reaction. He’s thrown His head back, laughing out loud. Then, to my surprise, He gets a determined look on His face, and actually comes after me. I turn and run, laughing myself, and I wonder how this will end, as this is where the dream stopped. I glance back again, and He’s getting closer. As I turn back forward, He’s suddenly there in front of me. I run into Him, and He reaches out and grabs me. “That wasn’t in the dream,” I whisper. He says, “Neither was this, My bride.” And He leans down, and His lips brush mine. Okay, NOW I’m confused, I say in my heart. He laughs, and pulls me tightly into His arms. He says quietly, “Eternity is going to be nothing like you imagined.”