Dance Lessons?

Everyone in Texas knows 5 dances. A couple line-dances, the two step, and a couple group dances. For most of my life I have worked under the assumption that these dances are hereditary and require no lessons to master if you were born in Texas. While attending a wedding in Lubbock and little while back, my congenital bubble was burst watching a mother teach her 5 year old daughter how to dance. They must have circled the dance floor 40 times doing the same step. 1,2,3…1...2…1,2,3…1…2… The daughter traversed a number of emotions, laughter, frustration, confusion, fatigue and back again. She wanted to give up but her mother, in a steady stream of enthusiasm and confidence, continued to lead her around the dance floor. I have to think that this is how Jesus taught his disciples to pray. They were amazed at the fact that they could now freely speak to their Creator in a way as personal as “Abba Father.” Jesus held their hands training them in his most private past time. Even though we struggle with prayer, when we agree to let Jesus teach us, at least we have a reason to step out onto the dance floor.