Divine Dance of Praise and Lament

There are times when I know at the core of my being that I am deeply loved by God. There are times when His presence feels so close I can feel His breath. Times of melody and elation.

Then there are times when I’m in the trenches with King David, composing my own lament psalms from the notes of my life. Where God seems far and my problems loom large.

Today was both of those–a psalm of praise, a psalm of lament–all combined into one girl. And the backdrop of it all is the keen knowledge of my own frailty.

Today I am thankful for this: God is strong in my weakness. He shines brighter in my lament. My own insecurities and securities form like tiles on a floor, creating a unique stage for Him to dance upon. Oh how blessed I am for the divine dance.

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