“You have turned my mourning into dancing; you have taken off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, so that my soul may praise you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever.” – Psalm 30:11-12
I love to watch people who have been weighed under by something heavy, bad news, a bad day, or whatever, and then in one moment, the weight goes from weighing them down to being lifted off their shoulders. They then have the ability to start dancing, to move, to breathe. They have gone from being quieted to being able to rejoice.
The psalmist captures that movement from mourning into dancing. One important thing to remember is that before we get to the dancing, we will go through those periods of mourning. What the psalmist captures really well is that they are able to cry out to the LORD. We can weep, we can mourn, we can cry out, but those don’t have the last word. “Weeping may linger for the night, but joy comes in the morning.”
Think of a sunset, the sun goes down, there is darkness, and weeping and mourning may happen in the darkness of night, in the darkness of despair, but that is not the end. The sun will rise, and does rise the next day, and joy comes in that new day. Joy comes just as light breaks forth and washes over the whole earth. In this time, we might feel like the sun hasn’t risen yet, and we are still in the night, but this will not be in the end. We are promised by this amazing God, who pulls us out of the Pit, that morning will come. We will take off our sackcloth, and be clothed with joy.
When is the last time you allowed yourself to be moved from mourning into dancing?