Why are you dancing?
For some reason, I knew if I didn’t write this article today, this feeling of restlessness and disobedience will not leave me. Its well-deserved anyway because I’ve had the inclination to write about this since Day 2 (08.10.25) of the hallelujah Challenge. I am honestly not proud of how long I have made excuses and put this off for days.
So when Pastor Lawrence said tonight( actually last night) that, breakthroughs will not move unless you vex, I had this strong urge to deliver on this.
This 8th year Hallelujah Challenge has been a very special encounter for me. I don’t have the words to describe the “why” and the “how” but the experiences are very unique and Spirit filled. I have missed a couple of sessions but I will definitely be replaying all the episodes.
On Day 2 of the Hallelujah Challenge, I was dancing in my mom’s room when I heard a still yet present voice ask “Why are you dancing?”. It stopped me dead in the act and I started to instantly reflect. It is midnight and I am dancing to praise led by Pastor Nat.
But why am I dancing?
Is it merely a trend for me?
It is to evade guilt in the morning so that when Faridah checks in, I can say I was up participating just to satisfy that I am a good Christian and I didn’t sleep?
Was it to follow the masses online and have the sense of feel good that I joined the challenge?
Why am I dancing?
As I pondered over my answer, I started to cry. What does the Hallelujah Challenge really mean to me? I stopped dancing and I started to pray and ask God for understanding and purpose as Pastor Nat praised. I could hear the singing but it was almost as if I was in my own private session with the Holy Spirit.
Right then, the Holy Spirit opened my understanding.
I was dancing because I was worshiping. My dance was sacrifice. My mind went to the million and 1 things God has done for me throughout my life, almost like a playback scene in a movie.
I moved my hands and my legs to the tune of praise, singing along and understanding that I was dancing as praise for the blessings God has bestowed upon me.
My dance was sacrifice. It was sacrifice ahead of the blessings and joy God was bringing into my life. It was a sacrifice of surrender and commitment. It was in anticipation of the goodness and mercies promised in the word of God.
As I danced and sang along, my Spirit rejoiced because I had meaning.
Tonight I encourage you to look within you and ask yourself, “why are you dancing?” And if you struggle to find your why, think back to all the blessings you have experienced. As you move to the tune of the music, let every move of your body be in thanksgiving of the goodness and mercies of God in your life. As you wave your hand, let it be for every answered prayer. Be intentional and be present as you Halal Yeshua.
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