Let them praise his name with dancing and make music to him with tambourine and harp. Psalm 149:3 (NIV)
I can’t dance. I found that out for sure when at 42 I went back to college and took ballroom dancing for physical education. My husband had told me that I didn’t have any rhythm and I wanted to prove him wrong. This was a bad idea from the beginning. I was horribly humiliated! Most of my partners were eighteen-year-old boys who could dance effortlessly. I couldn’t even figure out where to put my feet. I think I got a “B” in the course because the instructor took pity on me. Oh well, I know I’m good at one kind of dancing though, and that’s dancing in my heart before the Lord. An example is last week while walking at my favorite park, The Cove. The park was resplendent with its surrounding crystal-clear lake, ducks, geese, blue herons, squirrels, a canopy of rustling trees overhead, and children delightfully laughing. My heart danced. I thought about my beloved husband, children and grandchildren who give me much joy and my heart danced. Then I thought about all my supportive, fun-loving friends and my heart continued to dance. But, best of all, I thought about my Lord. Just the thought of his name causes my heart to dance; after all, He is the Lord of the dance.
Thank you for those delightful times when we dance in our hearts, lavished with your love. Amen
By Jackie ( Tennessee,USA )