Our lives are a dance, full of turns: wrong ones and right, with plenty of leaps: ones of faith and ones of fear, and more kicks than we care to endure. I was a dancer, and I once was a dance coach. Music, no matter the kind, propels my body to move, and this movement is the expression of the story found in the music. The music of God's love within me impacts me in the same manner. My actions and lifestyle, my dance of life, are the expression of my soul.
When we are in tune, in sync, with the Spirit, our lives flow intricately along God’s will for us. There are times when we lose the rhythm and in those times our steps, our dance, becomes rambling and deviant. Our dance is also subjective to the music that provides the background. In this world there are many types of melodies and just as many diverse forces that sway the cadence of our lives. The music of my life is Christ's love, and the Spirit is the rhythm of my actions.
What is the music of your life? What does your dance of life look like? Does your dance resemble the forces of society, a dance that is suggestive and impure? Or is your dance propelled by faith, lyrical of beauty and love?
A final thought is this: dance is a personal expression, but many view that expression whether we want them to or not. What impression does your dance leave your audience with? When we leave this earth and people look back on the performance that is our life’s dance, how will they remember it? It is my hope that people will look back on my dance and say that it conveyed the love of Christ and the faithfulness of a Godly woman. At the end of every majestic performance is a finale, and you have the opportunity to determine what that finale may be. Will your finale be only the commencement, an eternity of dancing before your Maker, or will the curtains merely close and the dance end?
Each of our lives is a dance, but life is no dress rehearsal, our grand debut is now.
Enjoy the dance...
In Christ's love and mine,
Bri
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