I came to know God.
It was not in a moment of grandeur,
But several moments of whispers.
It was not one event that held in my mind.
But it was many seasons
Like a graceful dance embedded
Within an unforgettable Romance
We danced through life together
When I faltered steps, He directed me back to tempo.
When I fell, He picked me up and twirled me around.
He led me through each season with gracefulness
And patiently waited until our steps were completely unified.
The seasons came and went
The soulful search continued with each new song, each new dance
When He first invited me to the floor, I was born again.
Innocently as a child, I took His hand and He led me gently.
As I grew taller, I became clumsy.
The season of growth turned into a season of quitting.
My heart turned away,
I pretended I practiced for fear of embarrassment.
The season of quitting turned to mourning,
The season gave way to a silent war.
I did everything in my power to fight on my own
My flock scattered and life was broken all around,
To go back to His divine Romance seemed impossible.
Again, He extend His arm and said “Try! Try again!”
With nothing left to lose, I gave into His love.
Though I gave in, I resisted as much as I could.
Giving my heart over to trust could make me look like a fool
Anything was better than a season of risk, a season of new.
Funny thing is comfort was found in the darkness of my turmoil.
For it seemed more possible than a light breaking it’s pattern.
I had nothing left to give, nothing left to receive.
Darkness turned to Dawn.
Dawn turned to Daylight.
Daylight turned to Dusk.
Dusk turned to Darkness.
Time and time again, I fell prey to seasons of scattering stones,
Seasons of weeping clouded my eyes of the art unfolding before me.
Nothing could enter, for it would cause me to stumble.
My vision would be gone.
I turned my back and ran so I would not stumble.
Anything was better than losing control to One who loved me more than I loved myself.
Anything was better than One who could help me see again.
Anything was better than trying to get up and walk again.
But He ran faster than me, farther than me.
He was stronger than me
He was more trustworthy than any wise being
He loved me better than I dreamed of loving myself.
He caught up with my future,
To promise me a present
To give mend to a lonely past.
He held me in loneliness and played our songs of affirmation.
I discovered shame was a liar
Loneliness was a thief
Disgrace was a mask.
Fear was a storm meant to pass.
My steps were broken,
Yet even in my wretchedness I was still enough.
Second chances turned into fourth, fifth, hundreds.
Nothing could keep my Love from dancing with me.
Not my apathy
Not my complacency
Not my unwillingness to take the first step
For he would pick up and carry me if He had to.
Days turned to months,
Months turned to years
Years turned to an eternity.
My Love never stopped asking me to Dance.
In this season, I finally learned to die.
For death was exceedingly better if I spent an eternity with Him
I died to my misconceptions,
I died to my apathy
The lies. I died to my own lies.
The sting of death’s pain held no match for what was to come
For within me something was reborn
In death, His presence graced me in the dance of life.
Now I know God, we dance every minute of the day.
My seasons come and Go
But my Love is quick on His feet and light on His toes.
Romance was more powerful than my faltered way.
I came to know God.
