So what do you think of this quote?
If we wait to dance when things get better, will we never dance?
Is dancing a way of denying the storm, being in self-denial?
Or is a dancing spirit a sign of faith, hope and love… God’s Spirit in us?
I think of Jesus resting in the boat during the storm.
He wasn’t dancing with His body, but maybe slowing dancing with His Spirit?
Refusing to let the rhythm of fear dictate His moves.
Refusing to let the struggle of doubt determine His mood.
Sensing in each rain drop the loving tears of God in the midst of your storm.
Allowing the wind of God’s Spirit to drive you…
And not the wind of circumstance, negativity or despair.
In all the noise, take time to pause and listen for God’s music.
See Him with His hand outstretched to you, inviting you to dance.