Dance With All My Might

I am glad God gave us many forms of worship.  For me singing just does not express my praise.  I certainly understand the words, and would love to sing them, but my body does not get the job done.  I have to work so hard to get the right word at the right time on the right note.  By that time the group has long since moved to another verse, or even stopped singing altogether. That leaves me frustrated, and sometimes embarrassed.  It is not adequate to express my praise. 

Then there is dancing.  I do not dance beautifully, or even gracefully.  However, I dance wholeheartedly unto the Lord.  I use my whole body to express my praise.  What I feel in my heart bursts forth in body movement.  During the music at a worship service, I need space to participate.  I may look strange, but I am expressing my heart to the Lord.  Really it is between God and me.  If you want to watch you may, but I am just praising God the best way I know how.  I am letting my body give expression to what is bursting out of my heart.

 I participate in a Gospel Choir.  I occasionally get a word out, but mostly I dance and give forth some shouts along the way.  I let my body unite with the words of the song to lift up the name of Jesus.  David danced with all his might.  I want to do that.  Sometimes we do not have adequate means to exalt the Lord.  Words are not enough.  Even dance is not enough.  Yet while we live in the finite we must do the best we can with our limited resources.  Just wait, though!  The day is coming when we will get new bodies.  Those new bodies will be capable of incredible praise.  That is worth dancing about!