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One Dancing Fool

I think that I would have liked to hang around with King David. He seemed like a guy's guy among Bible-time guys. After all, the dude killed a bear and a lion. I might not take him to the zoo, but he'd be fun to have around. I think what I like best about David is that you knew where you stood with him. He didn't mince words and he didn't concern himself with his professional image all that much.

Take 2 Samuel 6 for example. This records his two attempts at bringing the Ark of God back to Jerusalem. When the first time failed, we read that he was mad. I like that because it meant that not only did he fail once in a while, but he cared. After figuring out what God wanted, he was successfully bringing the Ark into Jerusalem and he was ecstatic. He danced in such a way that his wife called him on it later. You can read her words in 2 Samuel 6:20-22.

I must admit that at times my wife has called me out on how I dance as well. I'm not very good at dancing, and so it can be somewhat embarrassing to those I love when the rhythm gets me. And as Gloria Estefan once said, 'eventually the rhythm is going to get you.' But when my wife rolls her eyes and tells me I probably should refrain, it's just because someone is going to get hurt.

Not so in David's case. He tells her in no uncertain terms that he wasn't dancing for her, or anyone else that might have seen him. He was dancing for God and when you're dancing for God, looking foolish is a distant second concern.

I believe we should all have more courage to look foolish for God. This kind of foolishness is something that indicates being consumed by thoughts of worshiping God. After all, God did choose the foolish things of this world (1 Corinthians 1:27). King David changed the world in his day. Maybe all it takes is one dancing fool.
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