Isaiah 40:10, 11 See, the Sovereign Lord comes with power, and he rules with a mighty arm. See, his reward is with him, and his recompense accompanies him. He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.
Ok, I watch Dancing with the Stars. I know that blows my credibility with some of you but watching the show reminds me of something I think I’ve long known. I can’t dance to save my life. I can play music, so I have a sense of rhythm but it doesn’t get into various muscles and joints in such a way that movement flows. I still have a certain amount of strength. Not as much as I used to but enough to get things done. When I watch dancers I see the strength of their bodies move in ways both powerful and graceful, fluid and forceful. They are not two separate characteristics but a unity of motion. The God Isaiah declares is coming “rules with a mighty arm” even as “he gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart.” Not one and then the other, both together; one powerful but graceful motion; a unity of expression; a dance. Here is the mystery of might and mercy not displayed as abstract characteristics but embodied. Here is power as purpose and pity. Here is a God worth waiting for. What dance do you see God doing this Advent?