Lean On Me
A sea of green fabric was piled up in my arms. I walked out the door carrying 6 sets of pau skirts, blouses, and furry/eyelash leis. The wise thing would’ve been to make a couple trips down the stairs, but I was in a rush trying to get to practice on time. I misstepped and went tumbling down the stairs. I sat there in shock as tears started streaming down my face from pain but also anxiety. “Dear God, I am a hula dancer. Please don’t take this away from me. I need to dance. I want to do your work. I’m going to praise practice. Dear God, please don’t tell me its broken.” I sat there and tried to collect myself. As I sat there, I felt God speak to me and calm me. “Stop trying to do it all. You can’t do this by yourself. You are part of a team.”
How humbling.
This week I’ve been consumed with worry. Worried that all the funds won’t be raised in time. Worried that people won’t make it to practice. Worried that I’m a bad leader. Worried about references, testimonies, etc. won’t be turned in on time. Worried.
Spraining my ankle made me stop and rest. Made me focus on my arm movements, my facial expressions, and my heart when dancing (seated). Made me rely on others and not myself. Reminded me that I am part of a team. Forced me to put my full TRUST in Him.
“Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.” ~Proverbs 3:5-6
Thank you Lord for giving me a team to lean on.
-Kat
