We went dancing in the minefields,
We're sailing in the storms,
This is harder than we dreamed,
But I believe that's what the promise is for....
Life is hard. Harder than we can imagine. It's just about Thanksgiving, and I can safely say that I'm burnt out. Burnt out with the heaviest load of school, sports, and extra-curricular activities that I've ever had before. And there have been times that I've felt like I'm done with this.
There have been times at four in the morning where I want to break down sobbing over a precis. There have been times where I want to just collapse in the gym during basketball conditioning. There have been times that I've wanted to just scream at the world, at the walls of work and things that seem to be trying to crush and suffocate me.
But I can keep going because of a motivation. There is something that I'm working for that's more than just a college, a place on the varsity team, a checkmark at tournament. I'm working to try to prove to myself that I'm good enough. Good enough though, for what? Why do I want to be good enough?
I've realized something. I'm insecure. I'm insecure in the same way that every human is. I worry about how I look, how I act, and what my face is to the world. I worry if I'm smart enough...kind enough...talented enough...good enough...
But I know something else. I can't keep this up. I can't just keep working to prove something. No matter how much work I put into it, proving myself just isn't worth that. I'll never prove to myself that I'm good enough. Why? Because it won't truly fulfill me.
"There is a God shaped vacuum inside of each of us." ~Blaise Pascal
We have to have something worthwhile to fulfill us. We need God to fill this emptiness inside of each of us. We need God to give us this meaning, not ourselves. Otherwise, it will be terribly hard.
But letting God fill this emptiness doesn't make it easy. We have to continuously let Him fill it, otherwise we will return to the rat race. It will be hard, harder than we dreamed of; but we make it worse if God is not the one who fulfills.
In this day and age, marriages often bear the brunt of this. So often, I have seen people get married. So often, I have heard of divorce. I've heard of the tears that follow. I've seen the difficulties in marriage. I'm only in high school, but I can tell that it's hard, harder than I can ever dream of. It needs to have something more than love to hold it together, and that's just what "Dancing in the Minefields" speaks about.
I was nineteen and you were twenty-one,
The year we got engaged,
Everyone said we were much to young,
But we did it anyway
How many times do we think that love can fulfill us? But how many times have we seen a marriage dissolve? How could something that is so fickle seem so worthy, so worthwhile? Will it really be as fulfilling as everyone of us thinks?
We bought our rings for forty each,
From a pawnshop down the road,
We made our vows and took the leap,
Now fifteen years ago
So much is invested. So much is risked, but again...for what? This leap...for what? The answer is again, love...but the same question arises...will this fulfill?
We went dancing in the minefields,
We're sailing in the storms,
This is harder than we dreamed,
But I believe that's what the promise is for
Love seems to make it possible to dance through the minefields, unscathed. To sail through the storms, unshaken...but it is hard...but marriage still exists, anchored on what? A promise of love...but this promise is still empty. Love is fickle. Love will blow away, like a dandelion in the wind.
Well "I do" are the most famous last words,
The beginning of the end,
But to lose your life for another, I've heard,
Is a good place to begin,
Marriage is so many people's end goals, the beginning of the end. But it's more than just love. It's exactly that, loosing your life for another. It's letting go of the love for yourself and giving it, not just partially, but fully to someone else.
Cause the only way to find your life,
Is to lay your own life down,
And I believe it's an easy price,
For the life that we have found,
But who do you give this love to? The common consensus would be your spouse. But I'll disagree. I'll disagree majorly. In a marriage, you have to lay your life down to God. That's the only way to truly find the type of marriage that is so sought after.
And we're dancing in the minefields,
We're sailing through the storms,
This is the harder than we dreamed,
But I believe that's what the promise is for
It's still going to be hard, but it will be feasible. Love makes it possible, but love to Christ. He's the one who will have to loved before any love can even be directed to another. If that is who truly anchors your love, it will be harder than you dream. But it will be worthwhile. It will be paradoxical...but it shall be true.
So when I lose my way, find me,
And, when I lose love's chains, bind me
At the end of all my faith to the end of all my days, bind me,
When I forget my name, remind me,
This finder...it can't be a spouse, boyfriend, girlfriend, or any object of affection. It needs to be God.
'Cause we bear the light of the Son of Man,
So there's nothing left to fear,
So I'll walk with you in the shadow lands,
'Till the shadows disappear,
If we are His children. If we truly sacrifice our love to Him, there will be nothing left to fear. He will keep and grow your love. And then it will be possible, possible to pierce the shadows with a love that will not and cannot die.
'Cause He promised not to leave us,
And His promises are true,
So in the face of chaos,
Baby, I can dance with you,
When love is given to Him, He will gives the ability to work through the pain. It will be harder than ever dreamed. But you can sail through the storms.
So let's go dancing in minefields,
Let's go sailing in the storms,
Oh let's go dancing in the minefields,
And kicking down the doors,
Oh let's go dancing in the minefields,
And go sailing in the storms,
Oh, this is harder than we dreamed,
But I believe that's what the promise is for,
That's what the promise is for.
This love, this life, must be fueled by Christ to find any meaning. Otherwise it will be shallow. Otherwise the mines will be tripped over. Otherwise, the boats will sink. Otherwise the doors will still remain closed. This life is harder than we dreamed of. But it will be worth it. It will be paradoxically feasible...
Because of Him. So give it up and dance, dance through the minefields.
I *love* this post, Kaitlyn! So true...
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