A friend sent this first part to me ages ago when I was using bebo.  Do you remember bebo, Irish friends?

This inspired me to write the poem at the end…

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, attentiveness and skill from the other.
(- author unknown)

I dance with God because I have a love
a need, to dance with him.

Like the need for water
it creates a thirst, a desire for more.

I am mesmerized
for the moment captivated, by the dance and the dancer.

Eyes closed
head back, uninhibited.

Too often I fight it
stubborn, untrusting.

Yet my partner remains
unfazed, by my lack of grace and deference.
– gioia

Victoria – Beautiful.

Stef – I thought about this so much this last summer when I was learning how to salsa! At first, I had a real problem trying to lead and not letting myself be led, and it popped into my head that sometimes my walk with God becomes like that, and it both cases I just needed to learn how to follow! Often the dance partner also needs to learn how to lead, but luckily God’s already got that one down pretty well.

John P – Excellent.