I write all of this because once again I find myself in a dance of my own. It’s a dance I hear over and over as I hand my sister, friends and my sweet college girls kleenex after kleenex. As an aside, Kleenex needs to pay my salary for the next year. The tears I hear are about longing and being ashamed that they have longing for relationship. Longing they try to keep hidden because of every single book or tv show we read about playing hard to get or fear of looking like Josie Grossie in the movie, “Never Been Kissed”. I’m on a rampage to end the statement, “I just need to learn to be content.” Hear me out here I’m not saying to not be content, but what I am saying is, “DO NOT KILL DESIRE!! You are not a Buddhist.” Being content is different than killing desire. We don’t know how to live with longing, therefore any hint of unmet longing we think is bad when in all actuality it is an invitation to lean into the Father. Take John 11 for example. (Thank you, Phillip!!) It’s a familiar story about Mary and Martha and the death of their brother Lazarus. They called for Jesus to come and heal Lazarus, but Jesus waited and Lazarus died. When Jesus finally came to them Martha greeted him in Martha-like fashion and said, “If you had been here our brother would not have died.” Right before that the text says that Jesus loved Martha….She was honest and He responded to her. What I had never realized before is that Mary said the EXACT same phrase as Martha, but her heart was broken and she wept at Jesus’ feet. Jesus was moved by Mary. I know I’m taking some liberty here, but what I see is one who kept her heart a little more at bay, and one who said the exact same words, but her heart was dancing toward Jesus even in her pain. And He was moved.
I’m wondering also what “the dance” is like for men. My friend Eric when talking with me about women alwasy refers to us as “your people”. I wonder what “your people” dance to. Do you make a silent vow to play it safe or be passive? Is it more similar to the dance that women dance than “my people” would think??? Throw me a bone here. I really want to understand.
I’ve been in a process of wanting to dance freely. I’m not very coordinated and sometimes I am like Martha or those early middle school days, but I’m seeing more and more of a desire to live (in the words of Misty Edwards) “arms wide open, a heart exposed” because that feels like faith to me….an invitation. I hope you will be persuaded to join me in the dance……….
“I’m restless ’til I rest in You.”