Seven years ago we gathered, a small group of us, in the home of a wonderful prayer warrior couple. It was a finishing, a closing retreat to thank the Lord for all He had done for us and through us in prayer ministry. During the time, someone began to speak prophetically over a few people in the room, and the man asked me if I liked to dance. He sensed a nudge from the Lord telling me to dance for Him. I had just met this man.
I grew up dancing. There is something about the beauty of the body suspended in open air.
Add sound, this utterance created through the very breath of God, and you are captured. The movements enhanced, the eyes following. To watch the dance is captivating. To create the dance can be exhilarating.
In 2 Samuel 6, the writer tells of when King David, “wearing a linen ephod, danced before the Lord with all his might, while he and the entire house of Israel brought up the ark of the Lord with shouts and the sound of trumpets.”
It was spontaneous. Unplanned. Unscripted. The springing forth from this joy that caused him to express outwardly what confidence he had in His God. To do so with all his might meant he was unbound.
“Now the Lord is the Spirit and where the Spirit of the Lord is there is freedom.” 2 Corinthians 3:17
That word freedom comes from the Greek word Eleutheros, which means unbound, unfettered….the state in which one can act and move without restriction or hindrance.
When the Spirit can work unhindered within us, we will worship Him without restriction.
When He has full reign in our lives, we will experience complete freedom from the fear or thoughts of man. King David had no concern for those around him. He found his joy in the Lord and the result was a dance.
Later Samuel notes that when King David’s wife, Michal, saw him leaping and dancing before the Lord, she despised him in her heart. She was jealous of the joy and freedom that can only come from the Lord. Because deep down, she wanted it.
Two days ago, I had a dream. I was dancing. I felt the freedom and release of those days on stage long ago. And then, what some may call coincidence, I “happened” upon the song “We Dance” by Bethel today. And while lying in bed, tears rolling down, I felt the Spirit speak to me.
I want to dance with you.
It was not just a call to dance before the Lord, but to take His hand and dance with Him. Immediately I traveled back in my mind to that moment of prophecy. I noted that in the dream, I looked better, stronger, more graceful than I believe I really am.
God sees us as beautiful.
Then stronger, louder in my heart than before, was one sentence. “I love you as you are.”
He sees you differently than you see yourself. He knows your weaknesses, but He’s focusing on your strengths. He rejoices over us with singing and then gives us a new song.
There is a song inside of you. It’s for the Lord.
The music of our soul is worship; it’s why we were made. But worship is more than singing with the mouth or dancing with the whole of us. The song is from the Spirit, and He is wooing you to the Creator who breathed the stars into place.
Do not despise the joy you see in others. Take the hand of the Lord, turn your face to Him and sing your song. He just may ask you to dance.