
In a little over a week, I will be competing in my town’s version of Dancing with the Stars – where 12 of us local “stars” are paired with professional dancers and perform our routines in a ticketed show. The event is for charity, hoping to raise about $60,000 for our local Big Brothers Big Sisters affiliate and Literacy for Life. When I was asked to be a star this year, I was excited. I loved the idea of supporting local ministries, of a clergy person doing something so outside the box, and the fun of dancing.
Naively, I thought years of dancing in childhood and adolescence would be a big help. I took ballet, tap, and jazz all through my school years – even taking a little ballet in college. I was on dance teams in high school and college, doing hip hop style dancing. And I even took a “Social Dance” class in college meant to teach you the basics of ballroom dance. Consequently, I was fully expecting to learn and execute my routine with relative ease.
What I hadn’t accounted for in my mental preparation was what dancing with a partner would mean. Of course, I knew that, as a female, I would need to let the male lead – and I also knew that would be hard based on previous experiences. It can be hard to trust someone who also doesn’t know what they are doing. But I had assumed dancing with a professional would make the trust part easier. That was until a lesson recently where my teacher basically told me that I needed to fall forward in a particular position – with the promise he would catch me. When I gave him an incredulous look, he explained that if I tried to catch myself, I would make him fall. But if I just fell, he would catch me and the move would look dramatically graceful.
I have loved getting to know my teacher and have no reason not to trust him – he’s incredibly talented and has been doing this for ages. But my resistance to trusting my teacher has given me a lot of insight on how deeply demanding trusting God is. God has proven to us time and again how God is holding us, caring for us, bringing us to the right places at the right time. And yet, every time something gets scary or unfamiliar, we yank that trust right back. I suppose that is why we hear that refrain in Scripture, “Do not be afraid,” so often – because being unafraid is really hard.
I wonder in what ways you are holding back your trust in God these days. I wonder how often you are unwilling to “fall,” expecting something dramatically graceful, and instead limiting God’s grace by your resistance to giving up control. Letting go will not be easy – God wouldn’t have to tell us to not be afraid so much if letting go were easy. But imagine the beautiful dance you could produce if you could reach out your hand and instead say, “Here I am. Send me.”
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