This may
make some of you laugh, but all through my thirties, on New Year's Day, and many, many times throughout the year, I used to pray, “Lord, by
the end of the year, let me be twice as close to you as I am now.”
Oh gosh,
was it my Catholic upbringing, bad counselling, or just native stupidity?? I was visualizing the Christian life as a
ladder.
If I
prayed more, read my Bible more, did the laundry more, served my family more,
loved more, da-da-da, I would be closer to Jesus.
While
all the while--I could cry to think of it--he stood there, arms open wide,
saying, “Come, dance?”
And all I
had to do to be closer to him was just step into the waltz, stand close, very
close, and let him lead me, deeper and deeper into the dance. Now faster and faster, now slow and intimate.
Now into service, now into intimacy, and now, into rest.
".... Let Him lead me deeper and deeper into the dance." How true!
ReplyDeleteMost often than not, we struggle on our own when all we need to do is let go and let Him.
Beautifully true.
ReplyDelete"And all I had to do to be closer to him was just step into the waltz, stand close, very close, and let him lead me, deeper and deeper into the dance. "
ReplyDeleteI find this to be so true - but sometimes stepping into the waltz takes so much effort because the world is just pulling at me to skip the waltz and jump into the tango.
Thanks, everyone.
ReplyDeleteBarb, we can tango with Christ, can we not?