The tempos often change
and the music shifts without warning
from the quick steps of the Cha Cha
to the smooth glide of waltz
a few moments in the smirkin' bounce of hip hop
to the jazzy-grinned kicks of swing
from the firm embrace of the tango
to the breezy sway of the hula side by side
the clickety clack of precision tap
to the battling paso-doble of questions
light on our toes jive in the morning
to the foot-dragging merengue of the afternoon
through every beat, every crescendo
every heart-pounding bridge
Your hold never weakens
Your lifts never fall
and even though sometimes I want to,
I promise to let You lead.
"God is not a static thing--not even a person--but a dynamic, pulsating activity, a life, almost a kind of drama. Almost, if you will not think me irreverent, a kind of dance...The whole dance, or drama, or pattern of this three-Personal life is to be played out in each one of us...each one of us has got to enter that pattern, take his place in that dance." C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
Then maidens will dance and be glad,
young men and old as well.
I will turn their mourning into gladness;
I will give them comfort and joy instead of sorrow.
Jeremiah 31:13
"I have held many things in my hands, and I have lost them all; but whatever I have placed in God's hands, that I still posess." Martin Luther
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven...
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance.
Ecclesiastes 3: 1,4
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