The Dance

Adorned in white and glowing in glory

I danced with my saviour

Swirling and dipping in his Love

I moved with grace

And was lost in His eyes.

It was the dance of Salvation

I didn’t notice the evil that lurked in the corner

The eyes of Jealousy that feasted on me

For he had sworn to get me out of the arms of salvation

Back into his arms where I can bask

In all the selfish desires he offered me

From the corner of my eye, I saw him

Beckoning on me with desires I thought were long dead

I felt drawn to him and my feet moved

Until I was in his arms

his dance was different

It left me in pain and deep sorrow

I thought will never disappear

But I ran back to the arms of the Lord

And His gentle ways and love

Dispelled the darkness in me

Not long after I was back in the arms

Of the one who had sworn to destroy me

I could not understand why I kept returning

It was like a pull I could not resist

I did not understand why I kept returning

Into the arms of one who hurts me

Each time I swirled back into the arms of Love

I saw in His eyes

The longing for me to stay and be strong

And yet again, I always broke His heart

And returned into the arms of the enemy

But every time I returned to Love

He took me back

And the dance was always more beautiful

More precious, More Loving

Urging me to stay

But I kept returning and I didn’t know why

Now I am dancing with my Love again

I can see in His eyes

That He knows I will leave again

To dance with the devil

But I see no condemnation there

I only see a plea

I see love

I fear that if I go now

I would never return
I cannot watch Him every time I leave

Heartbroken, sorrowful and in tears

I didn’t want to go

I could not keep breaking His heart

I leaned into Him and said

“Lord pls never let me go
I am weak and I know I will return
Into the arms of evil

Lend me your strength Lord

I cannot resist this on my own”

The Lord changed His position

One swirl turned me away from the devil

I no longer had to see the face of evil

I only looked into the face of my Lord

His grip on my hands became stronger

Our dance had changed

It was the dance of deliverance.