I have always loved to watch the beauty of dance. When I was young I would pull up to the television every Saturday night to watch the Lawrence Welk Show. This was a musical variety show that featured big band music and dancing...oh the dancing! It was so fascinating for this non-dancer to watch those dancers gracefully sweep across the floor as if they were floating, feet barely touching the floor, partners holding to each other; sometimes tightly, sometimes loosely. I always dreamed of dancing like that.
Another dream I always had was that of writing a book someday. I used to lay on the cool green grass in our yard each summer, day dreaming the days away. Coming up with elaborate plots of imaginary people and their exciting lives. As I grew I continued to write but with more purpose, more meaning (even if just for myself), than imaginary people.
The physical act of writing was difficult for me as a youngster just learning. You see, I'm left handed. Only about 15% of the population is left handed and growing up in a right handed world is difficult. I remember one of my teachers actually trying to make me write with my right hand causing me undue stress and more than just a little crying when it was time to go to school!
As an adult there are still things that are frustrating about being left handed in a right handed world. You can't use your left hand to cut with right handed scissors...just doesn't work, try it and see! And those little card swipe machines? They are almost always mounted for a right handed person to sign, a left handed person has to hold the pen awkwardly in order to be able to sign. And don't even get me started on spiral bound notebooks!!
Several years ago, when I first started this blogging adventure, I ran across a verse in the Bible that I absolutely fell in love with!
"Yet I am always with You; You hold me by my right hand." Psalm 73:23a
I love this verse so much because I picture God sitting to my right, holding my right hand as I write with my left. I think left handed people have a special place in His heart! (Picture an awkward smiley face here!!)
Today as I was reading and studying in Isaiah God gave me another beautiful picture of me and Him. I've read these verses many, many times...have them memorized actually. So having God meet me there in a fresh way was sweet.
"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will uphold you with My righteous right hand...For I am the Lord your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, 'Do not fear; I will help you.'" Isaiah 41:10,13
For God to uphold me with His right hand while holding me by my right hand, we must be facing each other. Facing each other like those graceful dance partners; God's right hand around me, my right hand held in His left hand and He takes the lead. He leads me across this dance floor of life, holding me; sometimes tightly, sometimes loosely, but always holding me. At times we are dancing a shag, with twists and turns, dips and lifts. Sometimes we are dancing to a slower rhythm, more methodical in our movements. But we are always dancing. Like a bride and groom dancing their first dance as man and wife; me and God, joyfully dancing through life. I am waltzing with God.
Listen. Can you hear the music? God has a rhythm playing just for you. He wants to take you by the hand and lead you onto the dance floor. Will you let Him? Just reach for Him and He will take the lead. Your life will become a beautiful waltz as you surrender to His will and allow Him to dance with you. You and God. Twisting, turning, dipping, dancing joyfully through life.