Do you ever get hit by this overwhelming desire to get up before dawn and go outside and dance under the stars? I have this desire that is growing….so one morning soon my pajama-clad figure will be out in the driveway in the dark, dancing under the canopy of God’s creation. (That’s the nice thing about living semi-isolated in the country – I wander outside a lot in my pajamas and I never worry about my neighbors. The raccoons simply don’t care.)
I love being outside under the stars before the sun has even begun its appearance. I’m not good at dancing. I’m not good at singing. But somehow I think God will take pleasure in me anyway, because He'll know why I am there. Psalm 19:1 “The heavens proclaim the glory of God. The skies display His craftsmanship.” I think this proclamation of God’s glory is never more true than the moments before and after the dawn, and I want to join in the proclamation. The beauty of the canopy that we exist under can be breath-taking in those moments – the stars impossible to number; the moon reminding me of the honor of existing only to reflect. There is something about the dawn that screams the truth that “His mercies are new every morning.” I don’t know about you, but I need those mercies; I need my slate wiped clean and the newness of being clean in His eyes at the beginning of the day. Living in this world is hard. I NEED His mercy.
I wish I were a better dancer. I wish I were a better singer. I wish I were better at a whole lot of things that I can’t seem to do very well. But thankfully it doesn’t take a special talent to give thanks, to acknowledge the greatness and glory of God, to recognize and receive the mercy He hands this precocious child each morning. I really do love the pre-dawn hours – it's the time when ONLY God is there to see me, so I know that I am seen through Eyes that love me intimately, because of and in spite of who I am.
There is a very good chance that I will end up dancing in the dark, and when I do, I will know that I am fully seen by Eyes that love me without reservation. And that will make me want to dance even more.
Just this morning I was wondering if you were out in your yard in the wee hours of the morning!
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Ah yes! A private waltz with Jesus helped me make it through a very dark and scary time. You are on to something here, Ruth!
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