God comes up and offers to dance with you [Himself as the gentleman, of course].
Will you take His offer? Yes.
He leads you out on to the dance floor.
Who will lead in the dance? You decide that He should, and
begin the dance in His arms.
But wait. Why should He lead? You see other couples
where He isn’t leading, and they seem to be doing just fine.
You trade roles (much to the pain in His eyes).
It just doesn’t work the same. Things are not going as they should.
You realize it’s because He’s not the one leading.
After some inner struggle, you let Him lead again.
Now it’s a beautiful dance! You are swept around the floor,
perfect in the Master’s arms, the envy of the world.
But, who is this, tapping on His shoulder, cutting in on your dance?
Will you be carried away in another’s embrace?
What could it hurt, for a little while? After all, it’s just fooling around.
This new man takes you to another part of the dance floor.
The music is different here.
You cannot do the dance that he requires of you,
and as you try, the more you remember how wonderful it was with Him.
You look to where He was left. He is no longer there!
In despair, you search the other couples for Him;
only to find Him behind this new man, tapping him on the shoulder.
He cuts in, and takes you back to where He knows you should be.
The dance continues, a beautiful, breathtaking experience!
The song is coming to a close, you can hear it in the music.
He puts you in a fantastical swing-dance type spin,
and ends at just the perfect moment, with a delicious dip.
The dance is finished. “Well done.”
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