The Waltz

The Waltz
Unity in Ministry
By Vi Estel


"Will you come and dance with me?" he asked me oh so tenderly,
"And waltz with me around the floor like no two ever danced before?"
I smiled at him; my heart skipped a beat and before I realized it, I was on my feet.
Accepting his invitation seemed so right and I was willing to dance all night.

He looked to the Maestro and said, "Conductor, if you please"
And at His direction, the orchestra played with the greatest of ease
The most beautiful waltz I'd ever heard
And we danced and we danced without saying a word.

We both knew when the music began that we were a part of a much larger plan,
And this waltz that we started just minutes ago was the first of a lifetime of dances
To show that we were becoming partners for life;
Not just on the dance floor, but as man and wife.

I followed his lead as the music played on and we moved 'cross the floor in complete unison. What freedom I felt with his hand in mine, keeping in step, stepping in time.
The future was bright for two people that night who waltzed as though dancing on air.
Life was just grand while holding his hand and gone were all worries and cares.

As the music played on the the clocked ticked away, night time approached at the close of the day
And the music took on a different mood; and we found ourselves with a new attitude.
We were tired, without a doubt, and found that even good things wear you out!
But when one would faint, the other was strong and together we faced each new song.

There were times, I'll admit when I wanted to quit, But how could I leave him alone?
We'd partnered for life and I was his wife, "flesh of his flesh and bone of his bone."
He was my "head" and I, his "helpmate," We've waltzed now for so many years.
I've laughed when he laughed and cried when he cried, shedding innumerable tears.

Now, we've become one and though the dancing is done, we still make quite a smart pair.
I'll never regret that day when we met and he asked me to spin 'round the floor.
Sometimes it seemed slow, the music you know, and other times it was so fast.
But together we stayed whatever was played and looking back I thank God for the past.

One, two, three, -one, two, three -It's the rhythm of the waltz you see;
One Conductor, plus two partners, make a unit of three.
The Conductor selected the tunes and tempo for each melody.
And side by side, we simply complied with the music He played faithfully.