The Dance

bride and groom

My shop coworker mentioned something the other day. He said he didn’t always like working for the city. The person he spoke with had a different take on it.

“I work for God,” he said.

I liked that. It made me wonder: am I working for God at my job?

But then I had another thought. What if it isn’t so much supervisor-employee, but more like a partnership? What if working for God looks more like working *with* God?

I picture working with God like a dance. We take God’s hands and we float across the floor, going here and there to accomplish His will in this earth through our lives. Saying one thing and not another, pursuing different paths as He directs. Twirls, dips, throws and catches intertwine with steps forward and retreating. Some steps bear repeating.

I think as we surrender our lives it turns into a dance. Wouldn’t you rather dance than work any day of the week? He leads and we follow. Though we are following, our part matters. Our hands and feet play into the choreography. The music changes as our life’s seasons change. Some of the dances resemble a waltz. Some might look like a quickstep. Some might look like simply being held. I recall Ecclesiastes

For everything there is a season,
    a time for every activity under heaven.
A time to be born and a time to die.
    A time to plant and a time to harvest.
A time to kill and a time to heal.
    A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to cry and a time to laugh.
    A time to grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
    A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
A time to search and a time to quit searching.
    A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear and a time to mend.
    A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate.
    A time for war and a time for peace. – Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

We pick up new steps to the new rhythm. The dance moves morph but the couple, you and me in Jesus’ arms , remains the same. How else will we know what to do as the Lord’s Bride at the end of time if we don’t start dancing with Him now?

 

 

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