Song & Dance

Song & Dance
Hannah Hannah

Don’t you know that God wants to sing to you?
In the mundane,
in the washing,
folding,
unfolding,
repeating everyday-ness of life.

How does God sing to you?
In the laughter of an old friend,
in the mourning dove that’s visited your kitchen window the past two days,
in the percolating of coffee,
the swirling of the spoon
and its clink on the rest.

Don’t you know that God wants to dance with you?
In the joy,
in the new job,
long awaited reunion,
warm sheets fresh from the dryer,
big and simple happinesses of life.

And in the sorrow.
In the loss of friendship,
the pulverizing of trust,
and abandonment of hope.
He wants to dance with you in the crushing loss of life.

How does God dance with you?
In the curling of steam over your tea,
in the morning light that trickles through trees and flickers on your bed,
in the monarch that circles you three times before flying off,
in the wind that tosses your hair and breathes a chill down your neck.

God is big enough to care about the small,
light enough to cast out all the dark,
good enough to love when it hurts.

Will you listen when He sings to you?