It’s Five Minute Friday, and the prompt word is “Dance.”

It is a dance. I see that now. With Prince most beautiful and noble.

He picks me up from the ash heap, dirty Cinderella without the ball gown or glass slippers, only rags and muddy, sooty shoes. No magical pumpkin coach to transport me to His palace on my own. He Himself lifts me up right where I am, right how I am, all bruised and charred and smeared with dirty sin-ders from an ugly little world that’s held me slave and captive.

And He begins the dance.

He leads, I follow, stumbling, but He goes on in gentleness, and my feet gain certainty and sometimes even something of His communicated grace. And as we dance, He draws me closer, and my shyness fades to inner glow, and to my stunned surprise I notice the dirt has fallen from my rags, and they themselves are turning silken, lovely, and the glory of His wondrous self is reflecting off this lost little maid, giving her some of His glistening beauty.

My ankle turns, I stumble. He holds me firm from falling, and my eyes look grateful up to His, and He is smiling into mine and I am overwhelmed with wonder, choked with gratitude, as we dance on toward the palace. 


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16 thoughts on “Dancing with my Prince

  1. Your post is one of the reasons I love linking up with Five Minute Friday. We all have the same prompt and can go in so many different (yet wonderful!) directions.

    Thanks for painting this beautiful picture. And I’m glad that Prince can dance with ALL of us. Be blessed!

  2. Yes, Richelle, that is just what I’ve been thinking. I love the Cinderella story now more than ever! (It is almost an allegory, isn’t it? — intentional or not.)

  3. Blessings to you, too, Sharita, and thank you for your comment. My heart is dancing, thinking about that wonder of how we can all dance with Him, simultaneously yet so personally and individually!

  4. beautiful. from slave to bride. what mercy and grace. Now my spiraling upward life has a new setting…from mountain climbing to moving around the ballroom set in sparkling walls of jasper, gold like glass, foundations of sapphire, chalcedony, emerald, sardonyx, sardius, chrysolyte, beryl, topaz chrysoprasus, jacinth and amethyst and gates like pearls*…no fairy tale, but a promise from the King of Kings….
    *Revelation 21:18-21

  5. Yes, Linda, I get all teary just re-reading my own post! What a gracious wonder!

  6. Whew, Laurie! Your “ballroom” picture has my heart dazzled — and dancing! And truly, no fairy tale. That makes me all the more breathless!

  7. This is so beautiful. Isn’t it wonderful that we don’t have to dance alone like the Disney character singing, “One day my prince shall come?” He has come and he reigns victorious, wooing us into his kingdom. *swoon*

  8. “Dance us to freedom, all the way home,” yes. Thank you, Roseann. Blessings.

  9. Hi Tereasa,
    So good to see you here. Yes, swooning right with you, as He “woos us into His Kingdom”!

  10. The music video of “You Raise Me Up” was playing in my mind while reading this. Oh, the love and wonder of our Savior King! This maid is sooo in love!

    Thanks for your visit, Sylvia!

    1. Ah, yes, Rina, so in love because her Prince is so unutterably wonderful. That song does so well express the same ideas. Love it. Thanks for visiting here, too!

  11. C.S. Lewis described the relationship between the members of the Trinity as a dance. And we’ve been invited! To think, we’ll spend eternity dancing with our Savior. Beautiful!

  12. Hm, Christina, interesting thought to consider. “Dance” as an interaction between dancers can be a meaningful metaphor for many things, can’t it? I think I’ll look for Lewis’s words on this. Thanks for the visit and comment!

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