Can a man with two left feet learn to dance? Dancing was never a skill I ever desired to learn (and used religious reasonings as an excuse for not even trying). Now I find myself becoming interested in dancing and wish I had made an effort when younger. My wife is willing. No, she is eager. Dancing will become part of my life.
How does faith fit into all of this? For one, dancing and faith were seen as incompatible by many in my religious heritage. As I’ve grown in my faith I’ve found these rules are not God’s, but from men. I’d like to explore how we’ve allowed our own ideas to slip into our thinking on faith to lead us away from God’s desire. For another, living by faith is like a dance in itself. At times we are clumsy, we can be self-conscious, and we can feel out of step with the music. But when we give ourselves to the dance, oh how wonderful it can be.
I want to dance, not to just learn the steps, but to enjoy becoming caught up in the music.
