This past semester my son, who is a theatre major, has been taking a modern dance class. Last evening I attended their dance show. While there were some excellent pieces, one of the pieces presented really stood out in my mind.
The dancers were out on the stage and suddenly, right in the middle of the performance, the music stopped. It was not a technical difficulty. The music had ended but the dancers continued to dance. Interestingly enough, you could sense a certain change within the theatre. Everyone, both the dancers and the audience suddenly became much more focused once the music was stripped away.
In one respect, you could say that all distractions had been removed and you could now see things the way they really were. You see, when the music was stripped away, you suddenly realized that the music had been covering up some things. While the music was playing, you couldn't hear the labored breathing of the dancers. You couldn't hear the intensity of them hitting the floor or even into one another. You couldn't hear the groans of them pulling or lifting one another.
Now, the music was gone. You suddenly became aware of what the music had been hiding and you realized, what appeared to be effortless was not effortless at all. You suddenly gained even more appreciation of what was happening up on the stage for when the music was stripped away you saw/heard things the way they really were. The music had gone and in its place was silence... but they kept on dancing.
When the music in our lives fades, will we continue to follow the direction of the Choreographer? Will we still continue to express our love for Him? Will we still continue to trust Him? Will we still keep dancing?