No Rhythm Required—Just Rejoicing

No Rhythm Required—Just Rejoicing

God’s invitation to dance has nothing to do with our dance steps and everything to do with His embrace.

I Can’t Dance—But I Can Rejoice

I’ll be the first to admit it: I am not a dancer. I’ve got a lot of soul, but absolutely no rhythm. Think Elaine from Seinfeld—only worse. She thinks she can dance. I know I can’t. My moves look more like a giraffe on roller skates.

But the good news? In God’s Kingdom, rhythm isn’t required—just rejoicing.

Dancing in Scripture

Miriam led the women in tambourines and dancing after the Red Sea (Exodus 15:20).

David dancing with all his might before the Lord when the Ark returned (2 Samuel 6:14).

The Psalms urge us to “praise His name with dancing” (Psalm 149:3; 150:4).

The prodigal son’s return met with music and dancing at the celebration (Luke 15:25).

In Scripture, dancing isn’t about steps or talent. It’s about overflow. Joy that can’t sit still.

The Eternal Dance

Theologians describe the inner life of the Trinity with the word perichoresis—literally “to dance around.” Father, Son, and Spirit moving together in eternal harmony, giving and receiving love forever.

Here’s the wonder: you and I are invited in. Not because we can keep time. Not because we know the steps. But because God is the kind of Father who picks us up, sets us on His feet, and carries us across the dance floor of grace.

He Leads, We Hold On

When a daughter rides on her father’s shoes, she isn’t worried about rhythm—she’s wrapped in His embrace. He leads. She clings. And the joy is in being together.

That’s the invitation of God. The Father leads the dance, the Son makes the way onto the floor, and the Spirit supplies the rhythm. Our job isn’t to impress—it’s to stay close.

Even if you look like me on the dance floor, grace still holds you. You are still beloved, still invited, still twirling in joy.

Reflection

Where am I still trying to choreograph my own steps instead of letting God lead?

What would it look like to rest on the Father’s feet and let His Spirit supply the rhythm?

How can I let joy overflow, even if my steps are clumsy?

Prayer

Father, thank You for inviting me into the eternal dance of Your love. I confess that too often I try to prove myself with perfect steps—or I hide because of my clumsy ones. Teach me to step onto Your feet, to trust Your rhythm, and to rejoice in Your embrace. Let my life be less about performance and more about participation in Your joy. Amen.