I hurried through the door, barely acknowledging
greetings from my folks,and made for my room with
one thing in mind-Him.
I quickly got out of my work clothes and settled into a comfortable posture-flat on my face. Twenty hours of tasting neither food nor drink all leading up to this moment.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath,closing out all
distracting thoughts and contemplations. There was only room for one thought and it was focused on Him.It was time to fellowship with my Maker. I opened my mouth to utter a word of adulation,when i heard it.
‘Dance for me’p
For a moment i was confused. I wasn’t sure i heard right. Dance?
But then again,i was sure i heard right.it just seemed so strange.
Slowly,i stood up.Now what?
Then i swayed. First to the left and then to the right.
I felt so awkward. It wasn’t like i hadn’t danced before,i do,both publicly and privately. In fact,i
danced more in private than public; i don’t have to
worry about people staring at me,anxious about the
finesse of my dance moves.But this was different. I
had been about to pray but He wanted me-and
specifically asked me to dance for Him. Not sing or
So,here i was swaying limply,wondering what i was
doing. Then a song came to mind and i danced to
the rhythm. And then another and then another.
I loosened up after a while but i noticed i was shy.I
was dancing like i would if i were in public; self
conscious and inhibited. Maybe because i actually
felt like someone was present in the room with me
watching me dance. With the corners of His mouth
lifted up in an amused smile. Amused at my stiff
dancing. Deriving pleasure in watching me.
And then it was over. I lay down again and
continued the fellowship. But all the while my mind
was on the experience.
I danced for Him.
I had seen another side of Him today. And i’m still
trying to wrap my head around it.
But one thing i do know, i would love to do it