Dance with Him

The past few months have been the toughest time for me, in terms of my personal spiritual journey. I have gone through a season of depression and deep brokenness which I never thought I would ever go through (again). It opened up past wounds which I never realized were still there in my heart. It required the mighty hand of Jesus to pull me back up, heal and bind my broken spirit to make me whole again. I stand here right now only by the grace of God because He is faithful to restore the brokenhearted (Psalm 147:3).

I was listening today to this spoken poetry by Amena Brown and was deeply touched by its message. I see myself being led by Jesus to an unfamiliar dance floor – hesitant to trust Him and yet He keeps on pursuing me, telling me to hold His hand and dance with Him. It’s as if He was trying to teach me brand new steps and wooing me to fully surrender my life to Him all over again – learn from Him as He shows me how much He truly loves me.

Hope you like it as much as I do. Be blessed! 🙂

Dance with Him by Amena Brown

He puts His hand in the small of my back

Two fingers pressed into the centre of my palm

Pulls me close

Steps with His left, my right

I focus on His eyes and try to ignore my feet as they clumsily count

One – Two – Three

I’m trying to trust Him

He knows this dance better than me

I’m still a novice and it’s obvious

I haven’t learned yet to lean in and let Him control the turns

He takes His time and even when I miss a step

It’s fine

He knows I’m learning

He wants me to put my hand in His

Close my eyes and trust Him

With my life

My heart

With worry

And “I’m so scared”

With hurt

Worth and unworthy

With loving and unlovable

And my heart has been hurt before

I have been burned before

Loved and endured loss before

And I am in no mood for a dance

No mood to be romanced

I have become a grace cynic

And love’s worst critic

But He sends me invitations every day

And even though I have yet to RSVP

He doesn’t mind me

Keeps pursuing

And taking steps in spite of me

He is a songwriter

Composing the notes that hold together eternity

And He wants to teach my limbs to sing

He’s been waiting to watch me let go of woe

And worry…until my soul

Sings in that beautiful voice He gave me

That I have somehow come to think

Is not so beautiful

To dance with Him

I must give in

And give up

Plus the trust it takes to really love

And I want to love Him unbridled

Believe in Him with a faith that is unshakeable

Like tree roots centuries deep

Until I learned to follow His time

Take deep breaths

Rest my head on His chest

And my cares at His feet

That I never fear –

As long as I depend on me

Take His hand

Take a chance

Fingertips in the palm of the One who holds galaxies

In His hand

My hand on His shoulder

My heart in His hand

We dance

To a down beat

That keeps time with His heartbeat

And sometimes

It feels like He’s letting me go

When He’s only letting me turn

And sometimes

It feels like He’s letting me fall

When He’s only letting me learn

His is the song that never ends

And in His love

Sinners become friends

He wants to dance with me

Until the only Song I hear

Is Him

To watch & listen to the poem, you may follow this youtube link:


2 Comments Add yours

  1. This is incredibly inspiring. Praise and glory be to God.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Reblogged this on DANCE PEOPLE. and commented:
    Christ dance’s. Dance of hope and healing.


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