dancin’

cold tears hit my fingers. i think of the first time we met.

you walked across the room and asked me to dance with you.

your words, my eyes becoming one with space and time.

i think of where i was – sad, addicted, wanting my friends and boyfriend to fill the empty places of my heart. longing for weed to be the only thing I needed. yet every hit would eventually wear off and i'd still be left in my brokenness. no progress, in fact i was more empty than before. longing for a kiss, a touch of affection from a boy to be the comfort I needed. yet, i look back now and see how you interrupted all of it. i see how you stirred my curiosity for you. how you took my hand and you asked me to dance. you asked me to follow you and we'd figure out the rest together. you step this way as i step with you, figuring out the rhythm of true love. a love that pursued first. a love that left me more full than when i started. searching your word while you searched my heart. filling my heart with a desire for You that was greater than anything. Greater than any weed I smoked, any boy that caught my eye. and any party i went too. I stand and I testify to the goodness of Your love. that Your presence, well… it is enough. It is more than enough. the words from the page forging your image into the depths of me. Me, made in your image. Your image, the only One I want to see. lots of pictures, lots of things trying to distract me so my God, help me to fasten my eyes on this dance with you. Remind me of your hand on my back, your feet, my feet on the same track. My life, Yours. Your love, the melody. Our steps becoming one, the rhythm of eternity.

this poem is inspired by the song “dancing” by elevation worship.