Twerking for Christ

Hold on! Hold on before you judge about the twerk for Christ title!

Imagine being in a church service and the lights are bright, the stage is colourfully set with drapes of purple and gold. The colour for royalties is just right to set the mood as the choir is on the stage beautifully dressed in white, a pinch of purple and gold shoes to match. The camera men are focused and ready to capture events as they unfold, the congregation are all in the right mood; sober and repentant, because a deliverance section had just concluded with about a hundred people giving their lives to Christ.

The drums roll and the music begin, the lead chorister starts with a Yoruba song that sets the crowd on fire “Kabi osi ooo”… “Ese ooo” was the loud response that came from the crowd…People were in the mood for worship as majority had just started a new beginning leaving their past behind them and hopeful for a future with Christ which the previous sermon that was delivered before the deliverance session had assured them was a life worth having. The music was well organized, rehearsed and coordinated. Everyone was sweating, jumping and dancing with joy, nobody saw what was coming next.

They were still in front of the pulpit, all those that had surrendered their lives to Christ. They were told to wait behind to celebrate their new found status. She was one of them, dressed in a provocative dress and a high heel. She had previously stated to all that cared to listen to her testimony how she was once a prostitute, video vixen and club addict. She was grateful to have escaped a near fatal accident that left her as the only surviving victim. All nineteen passengers including the driver had died except her, she only sustained bruises on her leg and arm, no fracture whatsoever.

She was so excited when the music started as she had already started showing her clubbing skills in front of the altar. At first people stirred at her because it was unusual for people to dance like that in church but as the music continued, they just didn’t mind anymore… it suddenly seemed okay.

“When the spirit of the Lord is upon my soul, I will dance as David danced” was the next chorus on their praise list, the drums rolled on as people took to different dance steps. Suddenly, the whole place was silent. Some people saw it happen while others that were too engrossed with the dancing had to ask around for what went wrong.

The new convert had totally forgotten herself completely and she had danced the only way she thought David danced…”Twerking”

It was hilarious for those that knew the dance but disastrous for the pastorate and all the elderly people in the Church. The music had stopped, the Senior pastor was hurrying up to the altar to say something religious, some people were laughing hard while others that missed the whole action looked confused.

The most important thing was that she was no longer “twerking” in Clubs but in Church…or was it?

Nobody condemned her though, she was taken to the counselling unit to be properly addressed on how to redirect her talents and skills in a more appropriate manner.

Giving our lives to Christ is a celebration that should not be taken for granted, the bible says that the whole heaven rejoices when “a” soul confesses and accepts Christ as their personal lord and Saviour. So why shouldn’t the Earth also be glad?

“Twerking” might be an inappropriate dance in church but rejoicing over a saved soul isn’t inappropriate at all…Lets encourage the latter more shall we…(lol)...