Shall We Dance 02/09/2010
 
Let's Tango
This love affair between me and my Savior has gone a bit a-rye.
The loss of romance, however, has nothing to do with Him...it is I.
With His hand held high He patiently stands erect, waiting to do the tango
While I have confidently whirled and twirled around Him, all the while dancing solo.
I do my routines that I have down pat
But it's days like today that I wonder, "What's wrong with that?"
Why do I feel so tired and beaten down
Why am I losing the joy of these twirls and spin arounds?
I remind myself now that He doesn't intend for me to dance alone.
He wants to spin me, twirl me and lift me to measures unknown.
He wants me to feel His embrace in my every move
To feel the wind of His breath as He whispers, "I love you!"
Why have I chosen lately to neglect this intimacy?
What could be more important than His hands guiding me?
Shall we dance, my Dear Saviour...the love of my life?
I'm ready to tango and hold on tight!
Whirl me, twirl me and spin me around
For I know I can do all things where Your love abounds!
 


Comments

MAMA

Fri, 12 Feb 2010 4:27:13 pm

Beautiful poem. Wonderful blessing. You are a blessing to me. Love that the Lord gives you such gifts.

 



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