You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. Lord my God, I will praise you forever. Ps. 30:11–12

Lord Jesus, overwhelmed with gladness, King David once danced with all his might and very little modesty (2 Sam. 6:14). Perhaps his joy was so great because his need was so daily, and God’s grace was so real.

This “man after your own heart,” also waltzed into adultery with Bathsheba, and ran from the murderous plots of King Saul and Absalom, his son. Great need, great grace, and great joy go hand in hand.

Lord Jesus, you are the true Lord of the Dance—the One who turns our wailing into dancing—the One who frees us to praise in our pain, sing in our sorrows, and rejoice in our repenting. Indeed, how can we resist singing and making music in our hearts to you? (Eph. 5:18-19) How can we possibly remain silent and still in response to who you are, what you’ve done for us, and every good thing we have in you?

One Day, we too will praise with all our might. May that coming Day greatly impact on this day. Free us and teach us to dance, Jesus—metaphorically and literally. So very Amen we pray, in your grace-full and gladsome name.