Christian Inspiration

Dancing With God

When I meditated on the word Guidance, I kept seeing "dance"
at the end of the word.
I remember reading that doing God's will is a lot
like dancing.
When two people try to lead, nothing feels right.
The movement doesn't flow with the music,
and everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky.
When one person realizes that, and lets the other lead,
both bodies begin to flow with the music.
One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back
or by pressing lightly in one direction or another.
It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully.
The dance takes surrender, willingness,
and attentiveness from one person
and gentle guidance and skill from the other.
My eyes drew back to the word Guidance.
When I saw "G: I thought of God, followed by "u" and "i".
"God, "u" and "i" dance."
God, you, and I dance.
As I lowered my head, I became willing to trust
that I would get guidance about my life.
Once again, I became willing to let God lead.

My prayer for you today is that God's blessings
and mercies be upon you on this day and everyday.
May you abide in God as God abides in you.
Dance together with God, trusting God to lead
and to guide you through each season of your life.

And I Hope You Dance!!!!!!!!

The Road of Life

At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge, 
keeping track of the  things I did wrong, so as to know whether 
I merited heaven or hell    when I die. He was out there sort of like a president. 
I recognized His  picture when I saw it, but I really didn't know Him. 
But later on when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike  
ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Christ was in the 
back helping me pedal. I don't know just when it was that He suggested  
we change places, but life has not been the same since.       
When I had control, I knew the way. It was rather boring, but  predictable 
it was the shortest distance between two points. 

But when  He took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up mountains, 
and  through rocky places at breakneck speeds. It was all I could do to  hang on!     
Even though it looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!" I worried and was  anxious and asked, 
"Where are you taking me?" He  laughed and didn't answer, and I started to 
learn to trust. I forgot my  boring life and entered into the adventure, and 
when I'd say,  "I'm scared," He'd lean back and touch my hand. 

I gained love, peace,  acceptance and joy; gifts to take on my journey, My Lord's and mine. 
And we were off again.       

He said, "Give the gifts away. They're extra baggage, too much weight."  
So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received, 
and still our burden was light.   

I did not trust Him, at first, in control of my life. I thought He'd  wreck it; but he knows bike secrets, 
knows how to make it bend to take  sharp corners, knows how to jump to clear high rocks, 
knows how to fly  to shorten, scary passages. And I am learning to shut up
 and pedal in the strangest places, and I'm beginning to enjoy the view  and the cool breeze 
on my face with my delightful constant   companion, Jesus Christ.   

And when I'm sure I just can't do it anymore, He just smiles and says...  "Pedal."

God's guidance is like riding a bicycle -- only when it's in motion can you steer it.
Move out in what you think is God's direction, and let him steer you. Even if you
are moving in the wrong direction, he can get you going in the best direction if you
are moving. But you can't steer a bicycle while it leans against the shed.