The Narrow Way

There was a time you wept through every worship song.
Not out of joy, but out of grief.
You were present in the room,
but your spirit was buried in battle.

And now
the war is over.
And you hear a sound rising in your spirit again.
Not a sob.
Not a sigh.
A song.

Because deliverance has a sound
and often, it looks like dancing.

In Exodus 15, after God split the sea and drowned the enemy,
Miriam grabbed a tambourine and danced.
She didn’t schedule a service.
She didn’t wait for approval.
She danced because freedom demanded a response.

And here’s the truth:
You’ve crossed your sea, too.
You’ve walked through pain on dry ground.
You’ve seen Pharaoh’s army fall behind you.
You’ve watched what tried to kill you die in the deep.

So why are you still walking like you’re in chains?
The Red Sea is closed. You’re free.

And now it’s time to dance.
Not just in church
in your kitchen,
your car,
your living room.
Because the joy of the Lord has come to claim what grief tried to bury.

This dance is not performance.
It’s not perfection.
It’s a prophetic act.
A declaration:
“I’m not who I was. I’m free. I’m healed. I’m His.”

So shake off the dust.
Let the tambourine sound again.
Let your feet declare what your heart has known all along:

Deliverance dances.
Freedom sings.
And the ones who once wept
now whirl with joy.