A dance card was used by women way back in the day at a formal ball, and she listed there the men she intended to dance with, and in what order. The first usually being the person she had the most interest in, and then going down from there…I think you get the idea.
So. Jesus is on my dance card. He literally makes me want to dance sometimes. Sometimes it’s a jig (like when I listen to “Wake Up, Oh Sleeper” by Bear Rinehart, Jason Crabb, and Jonathan Shelton), and sometimes I’d like to have a slow dance. With Him (like when I heard the song “Here I am to Worship” tonight).
That thing about the jig dancing has been around for a while. When I got the second Glory Revealed cd, I heard that song, and it put a little something extra in my step…so I put it on a speaker for my roommates, and Jacob, Braxton and I danced our hearts out. To Jesus. So, rest assured, if you ever see me with headphones and I look like I’m having a spaz attack, I’m actually listening to that song, and Jesus and I are having a party. Or, if you hear the fiddle music coming from my speaker…that’s probably it…
So tonight, I’m at Shockwave (our youth service here at First Baptist Georgetown), and we sang the song “Here I Am To Worship”. I like that song a lot. But tonight, a certain line caught me. The one where it says
You’re altogether lovely…
There was just something about it that caught my ear, and made me want to do a waltz, or something with Jesus. The word lovely is one I imagine a man using to describe the woman he is with (wife/girlfriend/date…whatever the case may be) at some formal event where there is formal dancing.
Jesus is lovely. So lovely.
So I’m sitting there thinking how nice it would be to dance with Jesus, and I had to physically stop myself from dancing by myself right there in the back of the Shockwave room. Because. That’d be weird. Right? That was what I thought. But then I thought of 2 Samuel 6:14. (Something you should know: Sometimes I say “…and then I thought of (insert Bible verse here)…”, 9.9 times out of 10, I did not really think of that verse right off the top of my head. I more than likely thought of a story, and went searching for the verse.)
So. I thought of that time David was dancing (I’ve always heard that he was dancing naked. But both of the translations I looked at (NASB, and ESV), said that he had on a linen ephod. I have no idea what an ephod is.) when they brought the ark into Jerusalem. This just happens to be in chapter 6, verse 14.
Long story short, they are finally bringing the ark of God to the City of David, and this one guy touches it, and God kills him, and David gets upset, so he doesn’t take it all the way to theCity of David, but when it blessed the place he left it, he brought it to the City of David, and he danced a jig. That’s what I got out of it…
David was a man after God’s own heart. He was all kinds of screwed up, and sinned a ton (me too…), but he was always trying to figure out how he could best love the Lord. So. When he brings the ark into Jerusalem…he is so stinkin’ happy and overcome with love and joy…that he dances.
So. Even though it will probably look funny, I think you should expect to see me dancing more in the near future. When I get over the fact that it will be socially looked down upon.
And. I can’t wait until I get to dance with Jesus. Forever.
-Stippick
