Dance Workshop Testimony/Reflection
Monday, May 26, 2008
Let me start the ball rolling. one of my traits (flaw or otherwise) is to depend on myself for everything. I like things to be in my control. It took me quite some time to learn how to rely on God. More oft than not, I will seek God only when I cannot cope. When Shauna first invited me to join dance, I was hesitant. I can't dance. I'm not someone who likes to move my muscles. I prefer writing or reading. But she said to give it a try. (This is vague. Since it happened like 2 years ago.) I think it's a trap. Once I'm in it, I have to stick to it. Because there's commitment. Especially if you have a role in the committee. But in addition to that, I also have a sense of belonging to this group of dancers. They are my friends in church. They are the ones who helped me when I'm struggling with my steps. I still remember Candice coming to church to recap steps with me for one of the performances. The unity amongst the dancers are palpable.
However, when the going gets tough, quitting comes to mind. Thoughts like, maybe God didn't give you the talent to dance. Maybe God intends for you to do something else. The same thoughts appeared before this workshop. With Shauna's description about Shantelle, I was getting cold feet before the workshop. I prayed. I realised that, joining the Dance Ministry made me learn how to rely on God. Because it is in my area of weakness that God is strong. I have no talent in dancing. But because God is so real, my limbs can actually move somewhat - with some semblance of a dance.
My greatest hindrance when it comes to dancing is, I can't remember the steps. It's like my psychomotor coordination is under-developed. I may see someone doing the dance, but my body can't seem to follow what I see. Then I dance like a duck, because I constantly have to look at someone. I cried on the 2nd day as I was so stressed that I could not catch up. I see everyone dancing so beautifully but I can't catch up! It was during moments like these that I felt so alone. You know, it sucks when you aren't good at something and you know it.
But God used my fumble. Suddenly, the dancers seemed to loose their tension. They came around me. They comforted and encouraged me. They tried to make me laugh. With Candice producing her Donald Duck sound. We did the hands thing. (what do you all that? like, teams usually do before a game.) And then, I don't feel so alone anymore.
I love the Drama Sessions as well. Even though I may not understand the purpose of some stuff initially, I like the bonding. Especially when we did the numbers/alphabets thing. (For those who don't know: In no fixed order, we have to say A-Z. If 2 person says the same alphabet simultaneously, we have to restart.) We had to be in tune with one another. And the sense of accomplishment overwhelms you when one round is completed. (A-Z) Oh, how I love the reaction when I say 'L' after 'H'.
I thank God that it is such a good session of bonding and learning. I pray that God will continue to use me in miraculous ways. I love the dancers! (:
The choreographed dance demands practice, sacrifice and willingness to work in unity so the Body of Christ can be edified. It takes a disciplined worship-dancer to bring forth this kind of dance, and it takes sacrifice to be disciplined.
Lastly, let me end of with these verses that I have come to love.
Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. Therefore I do not run like a man running aimlessly; I do not fight like a man beating the air. No, I beat my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.
- I Corinthians 9:25-27
Love,
Cass
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