A few days ago, I was watching a worship vid on youtube. In the video I noticed that there where two little girls dancing on stage with the band. One looked about 8 and the other was probably around 9 or 10 years of age. While watching them dance I couldn’t help but laugh. Soon enough I was overcome by feelings of ecstasy and joy. I asked God what this was and His answer rocked me.
“This feeling you feel is a glimpse of my heart when I see my kids dance before me…”
Captivated by this, I asked Him what the importance was behind dancing. His answer blew me away.
“When my kids are in a state of worship, they are free. As heaven collides with the worshiper, the Kingdom of Light collides with the Kingdoms of Darkness. Whatever chain, addiction, stronghold, and lie a person is afflicted by is broken off at the exact point of contact.”
“Secondly, particularly in the western world, people often enter into the Place of Worship with a heart of insecurity and fear. It often becomes a struggle for most to overcome the thoughts of judgment that plague their thoughts.”
At that exact point I became aware of just how often I would enter into the place of worship with a heart of insecurity. Entertaining false judgment while I am standing before my Creator… Just as Adam and Eve who hid from God, motivated by a heart of fear and insecurity, so is the condition of my heart while I stand before my Father.
“When one dances in worship, they have in most instances broken through the final mental barrier of false judgment. Much like David and his undignified worship, my children encounter freedom and joy. You see beloved when worship and dance intertwine, for that brief moment, they are as they where meant to be from the beginning… Free. I take delight in my children’s worship because of this very reason. You see though I love to be exalted and praised, the feeling of seeing my kids made whole rocks me even more.”
Thursday, December 9, 2010
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My soul yearns even faints for the love of a Father who won't leave, cause He yearns even faints for the love of a child like me. And He calls me His son, and He shakes my young soul. To his home I will run; yes His home is my goal. Cause it's better that way, life's a burden alone. Just give me one day in my Fathers warm home...... i am dancing into His home; i can't help but swing wide these doors.
This has to be by far one of my most favorite worship songs to play. Even on stage, i can't even get through half of it without losing it. It's a real struggle at times to even get the words out. For as long as i could remember this was the cry of my heart. Unlike most kids, i grew up without a dad. i never knew what it was to be chased around the house, tickled till i turned blue in the face. i never knew what it was to feel the warm embrace of a father. i never knew what it was to have a male figure in my life that i could look up to.
i remember as a kid going to places with my friends and their families. Oh how i jealously longed for the love of a father. Seeing their dad's love for them killed me inside; made me sick to the core. How angry i was at God. i locked Him out of my heart for good(at least i thought i did).
It wasn't till recently that i was playing this song alone in my room. Half way through the chorus, i began to tremble. The words grew heavier and heavier as my mouth could no longer push them out. i shortly realized that i was on the floor laughing. i thought surely I've gone mad but this was different. This love, this peace, this joy began to fill the room. Before i knew it i was drowning in it. this joy began to burst its way into the deepest parts of who i was.
Never have i experienced the freedom i did in that exact moment. i received a glimpse of paradise. He bathed me in light. He restored my broken smile. For once, i experienced the love of a Father. For my soul yearns even faints for the love of a Father who won't leave, cause He yearns even faints for the love of a child like me. And you wanna know what He told me?? That i was His child in whom He was well pleased in. That from that day on, I'd be forever dancing in His house. And for once I knew... I knew what it meant to be loved by a father; by my Father...
This has to be by far one of my most favorite worship songs to play. Even on stage, i can't even get through half of it without losing it. It's a real struggle at times to even get the words out. For as long as i could remember this was the cry of my heart. Unlike most kids, i grew up without a dad. i never knew what it was to be chased around the house, tickled till i turned blue in the face. i never knew what it was to feel the warm embrace of a father. i never knew what it was to have a male figure in my life that i could look up to.
i remember as a kid going to places with my friends and their families. Oh how i jealously longed for the love of a father. Seeing their dad's love for them killed me inside; made me sick to the core. How angry i was at God. i locked Him out of my heart for good(at least i thought i did).
It wasn't till recently that i was playing this song alone in my room. Half way through the chorus, i began to tremble. The words grew heavier and heavier as my mouth could no longer push them out. i shortly realized that i was on the floor laughing. i thought surely I've gone mad but this was different. This love, this peace, this joy began to fill the room. Before i knew it i was drowning in it. this joy began to burst its way into the deepest parts of who i was.
Never have i experienced the freedom i did in that exact moment. i received a glimpse of paradise. He bathed me in light. He restored my broken smile. For once, i experienced the love of a Father. For my soul yearns even faints for the love of a Father who won't leave, cause He yearns even faints for the love of a child like me. And you wanna know what He told me?? That i was His child in whom He was well pleased in. That from that day on, I'd be forever dancing in His house. And for once I knew... I knew what it meant to be loved by a father; by my Father...
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