Sunday, June 21, 2009

Dear God,

I could not have felt freer. As I unbuttoned my robe revealing my dance clothing, I felt your loving presence. My only desire was to dance for you, to tell you with my whole being of my gratitude for your trust in me. My parish ministry was ending, my work nearly finished, my commitment coming to a conclusion; therefore, it was time to pay my tribute, to say thank you.

I am not really a dancer in the sense that I have taken lessons giving me the skills to dance to music. However, my soul dances frequently to the tune of your spirit. I hear your voice, feel your presence, know your grace and all of me wants to respond in kind. How can I possibly remain in place when faith is so active inside me? How can I ignore the impulse to move toward you?

As I listened with both my heart and soul to the soloist singing one of my favorite songs, I surrendered my need to be perfect in every way. I simply released my joy into the atmosphere of your house. And I danced, lifting my hands, my arms, my love.

My joy
was a spillover
of your joy.
I felt it
pour down
upon me.
Like sweet rain
from heaven
I let it
flow down,
let it
drench me
with your spirit.
My pores
opened up
claiming each drop,
allowing all
of me
to move
in joy,
in love,
in faith.

Gratefully, Andrea