PART 1

If you ever pass me on the road, and it looks like I’m dancing in my car, I am. I dance in my car all the time. Well, I guess you can call it dancing. That’s debatable. Banging on the steering wheel like a drum set, driving with my knees while I clap my hands (sorry, I’ll be safer in the future), singing at the very top of my lungs-does any of that count as dancing?

Have you ever pulled up to a stoplight and witnessed the person beside you getting down with their bad selves? I’ll tell you what I usually think when I see that: “Man, that must be a really good song they’re listening to… “
If I could hear the sound they were hearing, I’d probably bob my head too.
But since I can’t hear the music their hearing, I’ve got to tell you, they look pretty silly, and I usually just laugh. I’m sure I’ve been on the receiving end of the laughter, too.

You’ve heard the phrase: “He marches to the beat of his own drummer.”
I think the dancing in the car scenario is a great illustration of that.

And I’ll be really honest with you. All of the people who do really great things for God are hearing a sound that no one else hears. And the sound they hear causes them to move in ways that often look silly, irrational, and random.
Over the next few days, I’ll illustrate this analogy with examples from the lives of a few spiritual leaders, both ancient and modern.