I confess, I mess up the dance moves often. My dress gets torn frequently and I lose confidence in what You have already taught me. Lord, perfect my steps, because You're the perfect dance instructor. You created dance, so teach me how to dance. Lord, I feel sometimes that I step on people's toes with my wrong moves. I feel when I make my own dance steps, our rythm tends to fade. But You are the perfect dancer, why can't I just realize that?
Forgive me Lord, for stepping on Your toes and others' toes and for trying to make my own steps. I can learn so much about You from Your Word, but I choose to try to live my own way too often.
Jesus, tear off these filthy rags, clothe me in Your splendid light so that it radiates everywhere. Change my broken dance shoes in for ones of patience, peace, and obedience. Lord, wipe off my poorly-applied make-up and may Your glory illuminate my face. I want to be washed in Your blood so that I come out sparkling white like a bride should be. Replace my plastic pearls with pearls of wisdom. May my beauty and adornment be that of the change You have made inside of me. I will take You hand; I will lose myself. I will trust in You, hold You tight and let the music of life take us wherever You lead.
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