It’s Okay to Dance

Sometimes wearing all the “hats” that my life requires of me: mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend, teacher, etc… I become exhausted and I feel depleted. There are moments I just want to go into prayer and slowly dance with the Holy Spirit. Just a slow, back and forth swaying motion of the Spirit enveloping me: mind, body, and spirit.

The demands of my life make me weary and there are just moments that I need renewed. Two days ago was one of those days, it was the beginning of the week, it was a Monday, it was a bad day, a day of fumbling, and grumbling. There was a moment I was tripping over the dog’s gate and I could hear the profanity fly out of mouth before I could retract the words (and the bad kind of profanity too, don’t act like there aren’t levels of profanity, let’s keep it real here).

It was the end of the month AND it was a MONDAY; the skylight was leaking (again), my tire was leaking air, my mother’s water heater was broke, my house was disgustingly dirty, etc… the list could go on, I felt defeated. I finally got into study late Monday night to work on the bible study class I lead (frightening that God would put me in charge of such a ministry). The day had gotten away from me and I didn’t make time for prayer and my heart could feel it. It was a day like that…

Today as I went into prayer, I asked God “what would YOU have me say?” and I just wanted to dance slowly with the Holy Spirit, soaking in all His goodness, being drenched in His wonderful presence. So I asked the Holy Spirit to come dance with me to blanket me in His presence. I sat and swayed with my eyes closed, talking to the Lord, in blissful isolation away from the rest of my house in a restoration only the Lord can bring.

It sounds a little funny asking the Holy Spirit to dance with me, doesn’t it but that is how I felt, and it’s what I needed. Oh, the tears came, sitting in that holy union, the tears came that wash away the hurt and renew a heart. The soothing presence like healing balm for my soul.

I don’t know how your week is going but I encourage you to take a step aside and just dance with the Lord… sometimes the dance is fast, joyful, and full of cheer…but sometimes the dance is slow, steady, and a just the right rhythm of sway to make your wondering, wounded heart want to stay…. and I was gently reminded of the power of prayer and how desperate my worn out, thirsty, soul needs it…

Good Afternoon Ladies…