Lord of the dance

Here is a soundtrack to dance to as you read…
“I’ll live in you
If you’ll live in me…
Dance, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Lord of the Dance, said he.”

Not the lord of thunder, not the lord of judgment, life and death, not the lord of salvation, the lord over heaven and earth, and not any king; “It is you who say that I am king.” It is not an invitation or a suggestion; it is a command: Wherever you may be – on your journey, DANCE!

Where is this Lord? Why, in all that is.
“I danced in the morning
When the world was begun,
And I danced in the moon
And the stars and the sun,
And I came down from heaven
And I danced on the earth”

It must break the dancelord’s heart that the self-righteous won’t join in, but the lowly will do, and perhaps their hearts will soften as they watch. Surely he wishes all to join but understands hiding behind The Law.
“… I danced for the scribe
And the pharisee,
But they would not dance
And they wouldn’t follow me.
I danced for the fishermen,
For James and John
They came with me
And the Dance went on.”

It’s not just a command left hanging there, for us to fulfill alone. Nay, seems he knows the dance may make us self-conscious and fearful, so how could a loving dancelord leave it to us alone. What is ‘grace’?
“I’ll lead you all in the Dance, said he.”

We may hold him up as up a victor over death, etc., but his interest seems only in dancing.
“… I danced on the Sabbath
And I cured the lame;
The holy people
Said it was a shame…
They buried my body
And they thought I’d gone,
***But I am the Dance,***
And I still go on.”

…

I danced in the morning
When the world was begun,
And I danced in the moon
And the stars and the sun,
And I came down from heaven
And I danced on the earth,
At Bethlehem
I had my birth.

… I danced for the scribe
And the pharisee,
But they would not dance
And they wouldn’t follow me.
I danced for the fishermen,
For James and John
They came with me
And the Dance went on.

… I danced on the Sabbath
And I cured the lame;
The holy people
Said it was a shame.
They whipped and they stripped
And they hung me on high,
And they left me there
On a Cross to die.

… I danced on a Friday
When the sky turned black
It’s hard to dance
With the devil on your back.
They buried my body
And they thought I’d gone,
***But I am the Dance,***
And I still go on.

… They cut me down
And I leapt up high;
I am the life
That’ll never, never die;
I’ll live in you
If you’ll live in me –
I am the Lord
Of the Dance, said he.

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

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