The season finale of So You Think You Can Dance happened a couple nights ago and I watched it with a room full of mostly dancers. I am inspired by the show watching such amazing dancers doing some amazing pieces of choreography. I'm challenged by their high level of technique and passion.
As much as I love this show I find that lately I become frustrated after watching it. Why? Well, I'm about to be transparent and honest. You see, in my mind I can dance as good as any of those people. But in reality -- I'm not quite there yet. And adding to the frustration is that the clock is ticking. I'm not getting any younger. My intent is not be mediocre when it comes to dancing. If I'm going to do this, I want to do it well. Really well. Especially as a Christian. If a secular song, secular choreographers and secular dancers can cause such strong emotional reactions in people how much more should that be the case in Christian dance circles? I can't be the only one who feels that way.
So, what do I do with that frustration? What do you do with that frustration or any frustration for that matter? Use it to fuel determination. I refuse to let it cause me to quit. Quitting isn't an option. Instead, it pushes me to work.
If God put this passion inside of me I cannot let it go and I cannot quit. So I push through the pain, the tiredness, the sore muscles, and everything else that comes with being a dancer. I pray that somehow I will tap into that creativity I know my Creator has deposited deep inside. Somehow I'll be able to put all the passion and emotion into each piece and leave it all on the floor for the Lord to do with as He pleases. That breakthrough has to happen... it has to.
I'll keep you posted and let you know when that breakthrough occurs.
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