Dancing on Daddy’s Feet

I danced in the morning when the world was begun
I danced in the Moon & the Stars & the Sun
I came down from Heaven & I danced on Earth
At Bethlehem I had my birth:

Dance then, wherever you may be
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He!
And I’ll lead you all, wherever you may be
And I’ll lead you all in the Dance, said He!
(…lead you all in the Dance, said He!)
Lord of the Dance
Lyrics by Sydney Carter
Traditional 19th C. Shaker Tune

Before I knew how to dance, I danced on Daddy’s feet. His feet moving under my little ones, his skill and rhythm moved me easily around the room and all I needed to do was hold his hands. I’ve never danced as well, as unselfconsciously or with as little effort as I did in those days.

Our heavenly Father offers us much the same experience, but on an eternal scale. Dancing on His feet meansÂ…

When you’re tired, your legs aching from trying to keep up with the complicated steps of this dance of life, take off your shoes and step up on Daddy’s feet. You were never meant to do it all alone. After all, the dance is His and no one can do it any better.

As you grow and mature in strength through time in the Word and continual fellowship with your heavenly Father, occasionally you will step off His feet and, locking your focus on Him, He will talk you through the complex steps. But you will never outgrow the need for that sweet time of rest that follows, when you step back onto His feet, into His space and flow with Him as He dances the dance He created before the world began.

Dancing on Daddy’s feet means that you never lose the sense that you belong to Him, that you are cherished as His own precious daughter, that He is never “too busy” to whirl you around to the music he has composed just for you to dance to.

Why is it then that so many of us still struggle with the choreography? Why are so many of us too tired to continue, too discouraged, too spent? If that sounds familiar, see if any of the following applies to you.

* Perhaps you are trying to master the dance instead of dancing with the Master.

* When it comes time to step off Daddy’s feet and dance on your own two feet, are you neglecting to keep your eyes on Him; have you lost your focus?

* Or have you made the all too common mistake of forgetting that the dance is not yours; it is His and He alone can orchestrate it.

It’s true that we all must dance, but it is His pattern, His footsteps that we are meant to dance in. And when we forget and our smaller legs are tired and we feel very much like little girls, overwhelmed with the complexities of the dance, all we need do is climb back on Daddy’s feet, and looking into His eyes and soaking up the love, hang on tight as He whirls us around to the music that is our own special song.

Dance then, wherever you may be
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He!
And I’ll lead you all, wherever you may be
And I’ll lead you all in the Dance, said He!