“Those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” – Friedrich Neitzche
Or, to paraphrase the great philosopher, Those who were seen worshiping God were thought to be insane by those who could not see Him.
Neitzche the atheist probably didn’t intend to craft a meaningful spiritual analogy. He lived in the physical realm. And dancing is one of the most physical forms of self-expression one can indulge in. Yet it’s obvious his words resonate with Christians such as myself who grow frustrated with the world’s denial of God. To us, God’s existence is the Rock on which we stand. To deny His existence is like claiming one’s own father doesn’t exist.
In my novel Dance to My Lu (click on My Books above), the protagonist is a professional dancer who experiences this truth for herself after her conversion to Christ. Once her eyes are opened, she sees God everywhere: in the sky, in the morning dew, in the leaves on the trees. And she marvels that those around her walk on by God without ever seeing Him. If she were to point Him out, they would think her insane—a “religious nut”, a “wild-eyed fanatic.” When in reality, they are the blind ones who cannot see God.