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Dancing On My Daddy’s Feet
When I was little I loved to dance on my Daddy’s feet. With my arms stretched up to meet his big hands and my feet planted firmly on his we would move as one. My movements were controlled by his. But the minute I would step down we were no longer in-sync.
My dance with my Heavenly Father is the same. As I place my full weight on His feet, stretching my arms and hands upward, grasping firmly, we dance in perfect rhythm. His movements gently and safely move me around the dance floor of my life. In this heavenly dance I feel His delight and love. I am delighted too!
The moment I take my feet off of His, I feel myself losing the rhythm and delight that I experienced with Him. Like a perfect gentleman He doesn’t yank me back up on His feet. He waits for me to climb back up and stretch out my arms to His loving grasp.
Everyday I have to decide whose feet I am going to dance on ~ mine or His. It is a conscious decision I make. Do I want to hear His sacred heart beating as I rest my head on His mighty chest? My spirit says, “YES!” Yet my dance card becomes filled with other partners and I don’t have time to dance with Him.
Why don’t I always choose the best? So today I choose to place my feet on His and allow Him to take me across the dance floor. It feels so good to rest in His loving embrace.
My earthly father, my daddy, is really dancing now. No more sorrow, no more pain. On this earth he chose to dance with Jesus. He wasn’t a perfect man. He was a forgiven man living under the grace that the Lord has freely given those who fill their dance card with Christ’s name alone.
His passion was to tell others about Jesus. Sometimes he came off a bit too strong. However, its because of his passion that he was persistent. I admire that he was a passionate man for his Lord. I understand him now. I’ve learned from him. I have to let him go and dance with his Lord and continue mine here on earth as my Lord has mapped out for me.
The music and rhythm of life continue on for those of us left behind. Sometimes the music is too fast, it's too loud, it has a sad tone and you just want to turn it all off. But when we choose to dance in His embrace, the music seems to change to the most wonderful waltz even through the roughest times on this earth.
Christ asks us all the same question, “Wanna dance?”
"You turned my wailing into dancing; You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing to You and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever." Psalm 30:11-12
So beautiful and yes, so nice to view your daddy in such a loving way, knowing how much he is now enjoying his heavenly dance. He must be so happy to know his daughter has followed in the belief that he knew and expressed in lessons to you. Marilyn P
ReplyDeleteThanks for bringing back the memory of dancing on my own daddy's feet. I'd forgotten - it's been decades. I love that our dads are dancing at the throne of God waiting for their little girls to join them some day. Waltzing through life with you ... thanks for your Godly inspiration. Stacy J
ReplyDeleteYes! I wanna dance:) I close my eyes and can see the dance, I can see my dance card filling up with other partners and I can feel the excitment of the times I get back to the dance with my favorite...Jesus. Thanks for writing this vision into our minds so clearly! Marla J
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