And I Hope You Dance

Some­thing I got sev­eral weeks ago from an officemate.

GUIDANCE

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 and skill from the other.

My eyes drew back to the word Guidance.

When I saw ‘G’: I thought of God, fol­lowed by ‘u’ and ‘i’.
’God, ‘u’ and ‘i’ dance.‘
God, you, and I dance.

As I low­ered my head, I became will­ing to trust that I would get guid­ance about my life.

Once again, I became will­ing to let God lead.

May you abide in God, as God abides in you.
Dance together with God, trust­ing God to lead and to guide you through each sea­son of your life.

And I Hope You Dance.

I Hope You Dance

I hope you never lose your sense of won­der
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one sin­gle breath for granted
God for­bid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
When­ever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you’ll give faith a fight­ing chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those moun­tains in the dis­tance
Never set­tle for the path of least resis­tance
Liv­ing might mean tak­ing chances
But they’re worth tak­ing
Lovin’ might be a mis­take
But it’s worth mak­ing
Don’t let some hell bent heart
Leave you bit­ter
When you come close to sell­ing out
Recon­sider
Give the heav­ens above
More than just a pass­ing glance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and con­stant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and won­der)
(Where those years have gone)

I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
When­ever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you’ll give faith a fight­ing chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and con­stant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and won­der)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)

(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and won­der)
(Where those years have gone)