Remember the Dancing: A Prayer of Joy

Oh, Father, I am so grateful for the quiet.

Keep sitting here with Me, child.

Yes, you know how I have trouble sitting still when others are around.  I grow anxious from the noise, hearing each request as a demand to which I feel I must respond.for_moms_button

That is where your trust of Me needs to grow.  To what do I call you?

To be present with You, trusting that You have given me everything I need.  I read your Words, and they remind me that each day, each moment, is a gift from You; each work I have to complete is an opportunity to bless, work alongside You, see You in me.  I want to see You more, Father, in the challenge of the day.

You think of Me now, in the quiet, and you hear My voice in you, but imagine Me speaking to your heart all day long, even through the chaos and the noise.

I know You are.

I am.

You know how Abby just got up, Father, and I put her back to bed.  I felt You in me when I brushed her hair out of her eyes in the bathroom, You in her when she tickled my ear with her whisper about dancing ballet.  When Ollie came to our bed last night, frightened, tears streaming, his head hurting, I felt You in me when I cradled Him, when Justin and I comforted him and prayed that You would come take away the pain.

I am there.

And as the house stirs, I need to lay down my urge to control. I have seen it slipping away, Father, over the years, as I give You more room in my heart. But I ask You to remind me now that I am Yours.

Let each word I utter be love. Let each touch I give be healing. Let each glance I make be gentle. Let each movement be celebrating the wonder of the gift of this Life, this day.

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Remember the dancing.

Yes, Father, the dancing.  I can hardly believe that I, who feel so completely ungraceful most of the time, is the partner you want to dance with through this day.

Sometimes I wish this journey we are on together was at a peaceful, controlled, guarded pace. Sometimes I wish it was always steady and smooth, predictable and safe.  And sometimes it is like that. But I often find that, when I my heart is united with Yours, You aren’t walking slowly in a straight line on a well-worn path.  You grab my hands and run, dancing, twirling, laughing, jumping, Your hand holding fast to mine . . .

In the meadows where the grass threatens to trip us, but it doesn’t . . .

To the mountains where the rocks seem too steep to climb, but they aren’t . . .

To the waterfalls where the roar is majestic and awesome and seems too loud and overwhelming for my ears, but it isn’t.

We run and leap and dance and this is JOY.  Holding your hand is fun and crazy and beautiful and JOY!

I love dancing with you.

I want to dance with You today, Father. In everything I do, let me be dancing.  With Your heart in me, let me be fully surrendered to my Guide.  You know how I can’t dance without You, and with You in me, with me holding Your hand, You see my dancing as beautiful.  Let me be beautiful.

The music has begun, daughter.

I hear it!

Let’s go.

2 thoughts on “Remember the Dancing: A Prayer of Joy”

  1. I’m sitting at my desk at work, with this sudden to get up and dance! I love this. I love that God is present with me, no matter where I am or what I am doing. Beautiful post my friend!

  2. Jennifer this is so beautiful a timely reminder of the truth of who we are IN Christ and His love for us, so intimate so pure, so exciting! Thank you 🙂 Going off to dance and sing through this glorious day! <3

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