Here in This Place I Learned to Dance
It is here that I learned to dance. I learned that it is okay to dance at a friend’s wedding even though it would not be perfect. It would be a gift. I might look silly but all they cared about was that I tried. I learned to kick back and laugh as I learned to dance some Irish dances. Exhausted and out of breath, we danced to release stress and celebrate the culture of our friends. Lastly I learned to dance as I worshipped. At home, I would find myself dancing to the worship music coming from my iPod. There were times when I had tears coming down my eyes as I poured out my heart. Other times, it was with pure adoration and wonder. Worshipping here is an act of defiance. It is saying to the enemy this is where you stop. It is waiting in anticipation of what God can and will do one day in this land. It is celebrating in hope. Worship is surrender and knowing I can’t do this without God. Worship is trusting in a God who is sovereign yet his ways are not like ours. Worship is saying yes when we really want to say no. Lastly worship is saying God you are holy and I am not. Use me even in my brokenness.
May you dance where ever God has you. TJ