HE DANCED A JIG FOR THE LORD!

Most of the people I know are afraid to let go.
      They're disciplined, reserved, measured, realistic.
            They try not to cry of laugh too loudly.
            They don't want to make a spectacle of themselves.

So... they sing their songs softly, with mumbled words.
      They demur when they're complimented,
            they hold their tongue when they're insulted... and
            when their team scores, they simply set on their hands.

Most of the people I know are afraid to dance boldly,
      lest they do it wrong or make a fool of themselves.
            Even in moments of great joy,
            they control themselves... but NOT David. (see 2 Samuel 8)

David was a man of passion who let it all hang out.
      Sometimes, he cried out to God with bitter complaints.
            Sometimes, he wrote songs of praise... and
            on at least one occasion, he danced a jog for his Lord.

It occurred when he was bringing the Ark home to Jerusalem.
      The people were with him- with their cymbals, horns and sistrums.
            They danced all the way because it was a sacred day of great joy!
             But no one danced with more abandon than their great King.

David danced with all of his might, wearing little more than an apron.
      He danced like a fool... for God, and only for God.
            He danced like a fool and gave everyone in the crowd...
            a loaf of bread and a couple of cakes to take to their homes.

He danced as if no one was watching...
      but his wife, Michal, was watching intently, and she was disgusted.
            She told him so when he finally came through the door.
            She told him that he had been vulgar and most un-king-like.

She told him that he had made a fool of himself,
      but he didn't care what she or anyone else thought.
            He said that he danced and sang only for God... and
            that, given the chance, he would act like a bigger fool the next time.

When you get saved, when you're filled with the Holy Spirit.
      when you're bringing the ark home, or a lost sinner home, or
            simply becoming aware of what it means to be saved,
            the only thing you can do is to hold your sides and laugh, or dance the jig!

What do you think?
      Should David have danced with such abandon?
      If you had been there, would you have sided with David or with Michal?
      Can people who know themselves to be saved... keep from smiling!