I used to think I’d wait till after the rain to dance with You –
Because, really, I’d love to;
(Who wouldn’t?!)
But it’s just the rain!
The rain –
How long could it really last?
I used to think maybe a few days…
Some years…
Or a while after that.
So I thought I’d wait –
A few days…
Some years…
Or a while after that.
But here I am now, again –
Unable to tell what I’m wet from
The rain.
Or my tears.
I stand in need of healing –
Spent from all that time, waiting;
I need to live –
I stand in need of You.
Here I am now, again –
Wondering how I got here;
What road led me to this place of wandering? –
Where I no longer remember how to live.
All that waiting though, and You’re still here;
Still calling.
So what does it matter, really –
All that wondering and wandering!
I hear You clearly,
(As I always have)
Through the rain;
And the din of just-existing, and barely-getting-by.
I hear You calling –
“Dance with Me”.
“Just follow Me”.
“I know the thoughts I think towards You”….
“And really, it’s all about Me”.
So here I am now, again –
Wet from the rain.
Or my tears.
(I still can’t tell)
Ready to dance with You,
The rain, despite;
Because, really, there’s nothing more to do.
(I’m totally spent)
So yes, You may have this dance –
Jesus.
Nay, I need You to have this dance –
Saviour.
And the next…
And the next…
And the next…
And the next…
And forever…
I hear You calling –
“Dance with Me”.
I hear You clearly –
“I can help you live”.
I want to live –
Above this sphere of wondering and wandering;
And since You’d have what’s left of me….
Yes, I’d dance with You,
My Saviour –
Even in the rain.