Today I know the King was waiting for me.
He paced back and forth at the ballroom of my life, wondering if I would come and dance with Him today.
I heard Him call my name early today, I wanted to run and open those doors to my dance and start swaying in His arms. But then, the phone rang.
Again later I heard Him again say, "Hey! ........Are you coming to dance today?"
I quickly replied, "Yes, Lord, right after I start this load of laundry! And I can't wait Lord!"
The laundry got started, the phone rang again. A whiny little girl needed a specific type of sippy cup that was no where to be found. A friend needed some encouragement. Bills had to be paid. Projects needed to be completed.
And He still waited.
Then, it was almost like I could hear his footsteps going from one side to the other, one side to the other. They seemed to be getting firmer and firmer. I began pushing through the chaos, shouting something to the depths of my soul like, "Lord, I'm coming! I promise! Just give me five more minutes! I'm coming!"I saw the inbox on my e-mail that needed to be responded too. More pressing issues seemed to overcome me that I needed to take care of! So I quickly called out to Him, "Lord, I promise I'm coming! Let me just help this person real quick."
Another phone call while waiting in the carpool line, homework to be filled out, more laundry to be done, soft-ball practice to get to, conversations to be had with children who cannot behave and dinner needing to be cooked.
He paced the floor for hours that day.
Hopeful step, after hopeful step. Looking at the clock. Pressing His eyes towards the ballroom doors. Was I going to come today? He wasn't sure. He thought about calling out my name again and so He did, but I couldn't hear.
The screaming, the music, the whines, the complaints, the busyness of life had closed my ears.
He continued to pace back and forth, step after step, looking at the clock, looking at the doors, listening for my steps, hoping that I would come.
Moments went by, the hours too and soon He found himself becoming quite sad. "She's not coming today. She's just to busy."
The sun began to set, baths were given, clothes laid out, computers shut down, lights turned off and I finally found myself with my head against my pillow. Running through the motions of the day, what got done...what didn't, who needed what tomorrow and this and that....and then I saw Him.
In the depths of my soul.
Still hoping, that I would come.
As I gazed into my Lord's eyes, tears began to fill mine.
"I'm so sorry Lord! You've been waiting all day, haven't you? Please forgive me. I...I didn't mean to forget, I didn't mean to get so busy, I'm just so sorry!"
I became overwhelmed with emotions as I pictured Him standing there, in all His glory, in all His holiness, in all His grace...waiting for me, me...me...all day long.
And there He stood, holding out His hand, He simply said, "For you my child, I will wait a lifetime. Just come."
"There is...a time to dance." -Ecclesiastes 3:1,4
"Those who danced were though to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music."