Slightly Obsessed #031 "Dance" (Wednesday Devo) by Pamela Thorson on 2013-04-24 15:22:04
I’m coming back to the start
Where You found me
I’m coming back to Your heart
Now I surrender
This is all I can bring
- “God’s Great Dance Floor” by Chris Tomlin
I am the dancer
You are the Lord of the Dance
-“Lord of the Dance” by Steven Curtis Chapman
They float across the floor in one fluid motion. They twirl and sway in precise beat to the music. Neither partner watches the other’s feet, yet they appear to know the next move exactly. They gaze into each other’s eyes and end with a breathtaking flourish.
It is the perfect dance. It seems effortless, but anyone who has followed the popular television show “Dancing with the Stars” knows the many hours of practice it takes to achieve a seamless performance.
To pull off the perfect dance, a theme and routine have to be developed. A choreographer works with the dancers to teach them to work together. The dancers commit to a grueling schedule. It takes a lot of discipline to make something look easy.
What is one of the most basic principles the dancers will learn?
One must lead, and one must follow.
You may have awakened this morning to the same gray life you lurched through yesterday. Perhaps your days fade in and out without purpose or direction. Maybe you are trapped in a dizzying cycle, and you can’t seem to get a grip on anything or make the madness stop.
Do you live without hope? Do you long for peace and a reason to go on another day? Do you feel deep in your heart there is a dance for you, a beautiful stage somewhere awaiting the dancer?
You’re right. He’s here, today. God stands in the spotlight and holds out His hand. He wants this dance. You don’t have to know the routine. The Spirit of God will direct your steps. Your part is simple.
Let Him lead.
You have turned for me my mourning into dancing.
About Pamela Thorson:
Pamela Thorson is a licensed practical nurse, author, and full-time caregiver. She pioneered in the homeschooling movement from 1982-2006 and authored her first book, Song in the Night, in 2008. She resides in the Northwest with her family.
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