The beginning of Holy Ground was on a television set far from home.
We were so excited our teenage son was cast as a lead on a major network television show. We were going to Florida to film on location! And then reality set in.
Day after day I found myself alone in his studio trailer while he was on set filming. I was across the country, far from my husband, daughter, friends and all those things that were my identity. I was a busy homeschool mom (and leader of the Homeschool Group), a girl-scout leader, a children's dance instructor, a performer in local theater and heavily involved in my church. Everything had come to a halt.
My time with God was uninterrupted and unfamiliar. I could be still for as long as He needed me to be. As I sat in prayer, I began to listen. A holy fire began to kindle.
Because I was required to be on set at all times as my child's guardian, I couldn't go to the gym or even a long walk. I began to practice yoga.
Naturally, my time with God carried over to my stretching. I began to pray scripture over the movement and Holy Ground began.
Before I became a wife and mom, I was a professional dancer in Hollywood. I would do international tours. I performed on cruise ships and in major shows in Las Vegas ("G" rated :). I even did national commercials. When I first danced for the Lord it was in a large church in Hollywood. It was a worship piece with another dancer.
It was a profound moment for me.
God had made me. He had formed me before I was born. He placed in me talents and abilities. I had used them to entertain others, but when I turned my heart to Him and danced for His glory, I felt this is what I was made for. My desire to entertain faded because it was a fleeting joy. When I danced for my Creator, the joy stayed...and healed...and strengthened. I also noticed others were brought in communion with Him while I danced. Lives were changed for eternity.
When I began to move and pray in that trailer...I felt the Holy Spirit. The same anointing that I would feel when I danced for worship was present. I spent seven months doing this everyday.
When we returned home, I had a strong desire to share what I had discovered. I told a good friend about it. She had some serious pain in her body and had a limited range of movement. I asked if I could come to her house every week and share Holy Ground with her. I wanted God to show me how to teach Holy Ground and make sure it was gentle enough for everyone. She was so gracious. These were precious times while Jesus brought beautiful healing to her and wisdom to me.
I opened up my first Holy Ground class at my church. There were men and women, athletes and slow movers, church leaders and people from other faiths.
I am always so comforted when the Holy Spirit shows up and His perfect peace wraps around every person present.
You can be a temple of the Holy Spirit. You were made to live, and move and have your being in Him. You are a spirit, you have a soul, and you live in a miraculous body... a living sacrifice of prayer.
Come and let us pray together on Holy Ground.
The beginning of Holy Ground was on a television set far from home.
We were so excited our teenage son was cast as a lead on a major network television show. We were going to Florida to film on location! And then reality set in.
Day after day I found myself alone in his studio trailer while he was on set filming. I was across the country, far from my husband, daughter, friends and all those things that were my identity. I was a busy homeschool mom (and leader of the Homeschool Group), a girl-scout leader, a children's dance instructor, a performer in local theater and heavily involved in my church. Everything had come to a halt.
My time with God was uninterrupted and unfamiliar. I could be still for as long as He needed me to be. As I sat in prayer, I began to listen. A holy fire began to kindle.
Because I was required to be on set at all times as my child's guardian, I couldn't go to the gym or even a long walk. I began to practice yoga.
Naturally, my time with God carried over to my stretching. I began to pray scripture over the movement and Holy Ground began.
Before I became a wife and mom, I was a professional dancer in Hollywood. I would do international tours. I performed on cruise ships and in major shows in Las Vegas ("G" rated :). I even did national commercials. When I first danced for the Lord it was in a large church in Hollywood. It was a worship piece with another dancer.
It was a profound moment for me.
God had made me. He had formed me before I was born. He placed in me talents and abilities. I had used them to entertain others, but when I turned my heart to Him and danced for His glory, I felt this is what I was made for. My desire to entertain faded because it was a fleeting joy. When I danced for my Creator, the joy stayed...and healed...and strengthened. I also noticed others were brought in communion with Him while I danced. Lives were changed for eternity.
When I began to move and pray in that trailer...I felt the Holy Spirit. The same anointing that I would feel when I danced for worship was present. I spent seven months doing this everyday.
Teresa Hoffman