I was recently reading in Exodus 15 about how Moses’ sister Miriam danced after God led the Israelites safely through the Red Sea on dry ground and drowned the Egyptians chasing after them (Exodus 15:20). Then I was reminded of how King David danced before the Lord when the Ark of the Covenant was brought into Jerusalem (2 Samuel 6:14). Praising our God often means moving our feet in celebration.
I am not much of a dancer, but life itself can be a bit of a dance, can’t it? We take one step forward and then three steps back sometimes in our quest toward a goal. A surprise announcement can send us into a spin. We often need to tiptoe around certain things to reach an agreement. Or we can waltz right through a situation without much hassle.
The good thing is that we never need to dance alone through this life. God is our choreographer through every motion we make. He guides our feet. He clears our path. He leads us by the hand to make our every routine a tip of the hat to him.
While I know I will never be on “Dancing with the Stars,” I do know that my dance through this life will be blessed by the One through whom “we live and move and have our being” (Acts 17:28).
