Time to Dance! By Kym Samek
God is in all things- big and small. Last week I had the privilege of attending a girl's night out at a local church with three of my sister friends. The theme was For We Are God's Masterpiece. If you know me, you know I love a good theme and tying the decorations to it. Being creative and the satisfaction of having a plan come together. There were even messages on the restroom mirrors - You Are God's Masterpiece." They hit it out of the park.
The introvert in me always feels a slight bit of anxiety anytime I'm put in a situation with people I don't know and the uneasiness of what is to come. I like to know what to expect. Self-talk and prayer always get me through it and help me enjoy the experience. God didn't (never) let me down. Good food, laughter, being served by others, gifts, conversation, beautiful artwork, a room filled with ladies spending time together- all making it a great night. If nothing else happened, I would have left filled with the spirit of God's love. But hold on that's not all that happened.
Time for the keynote speaker and the worship artist. Earlier we had admired the painting as the artist used beautiful colors and I was awed by the talent on display. It looked like she was painting a face. She continues to paint, and the image evolves as the speaker delivers her message with great passion and enthusiasm for the Lord. I wish I would have taken notes. Her message hit home or should I say, "hit heart". I can't remember the title, but I remember the message. God is calling us from the "me" dance to the "He" dance to the "we" dance. Together in community "we" disciple others and serve the Lord. I guess you had to be there. Next time I'm taking notes.
Where am I going with this? As she continues to talk the artist paints. I realize the painting has now revealed a dancer. How beautiful it is. How it reminds me of the dancer in my house. How the speaker is saying "we" together is how God wants us to serve. How my dancer would love this painting. How we have the perfect spot for it. Do you know what happened next? The painting is going home with someone. I had this overwhelming feeling it was going home with me. Yes, you know what happened my name was called. My tears immediately fell, not pretty tears, ugly cry. In a room full of people who don't know my story. The speaker had said that some of us would feel the need to journal when we got home, and she was right. I grabbed pen and paper as soon as I got home.
God reached out and hugged me that night. I can't fully explain it, but I felt it coming. I have no doubt. The message was very clear open yourself up, I will lead you. It is time to dance for the Lord!
Kym Samek
