As a child, I loved to sing and dance; it was almost impossible for me to be still. Even if I made it up, there was always a song in my head, or music playing somewhere. However, the opportunity never presented itself for me to take singing or dance lessons. As I grew older and more self conscious, I stopped dreaming. I felt I couldn't dance or sing. When my girls were old enough I enrolled them in piano, ballet, jazz and tap dancing lessons. I wanted them to know the joy I felt as a little girl and have the chance to pursue it if they wished.
Years later, when I had cancer, I was journalling and more than one time I would hear God telling me to dance. At the time I didn't really understand what that meant or the significance of dancing before our God. Besides I didn't see myself as a dancer and I didn't have any training. Timidly, I would dance around our house but never where anyone could see me for fear of what they might say and/or what I looked like.
But now, after some solid teaching, I realize that dancing is a wonderful, creative form of praising and worshiping our God. It has nothing to do with training and everything to do with our heart. When we dance we can actually usher in the very presence of God and posture ourselves in a position to receive from Him. Being in His presence in this way allows God to come in and touch us in the deepest areas of our lives. Often, it is areas that we are not even aware of, where we have subconciously buried or hidden things. His very presence in us can bring about healing, emotionally, spiritually and even physically. I recently heard of a lady whose breast cancer was cured by flagging. (basically waving flags to praise and worship music). God told her to flag and she was obediant to that word from Him.
So what am I saying. I am saying that if you feel like dancing, then go for it. You will be glad you did.
p.s. This post came about as an addend to an earier post that I wrote entitled Cancer and Your Memories and after a morning of dancing.
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