A story is told of Rabbi Nachman of Bratslav, a pious and revered Hasidic sage. During a time of great oppression of the Jewish people, his students came to him, distraught. "Rabbi," they queried, "are we permitted to say the holiday prayers of rejoicing and thanksgiving during this dark time? "How can we rejoice when our people are so maligned?"

The rabbi lit up with a wise smile. "Ah!" he exclaimed, "This is the time when we most need to rejoice! It is easy to celebrate God in the easy times, but when the blows of life are severe, our song must ring out twice as loud!"

Dance, dance, wherever you may be
For "I am the Lord of the Dance," said He
I'll lead you all wherever you may be
I'll lead you all in the Dance with me

                           ~ "THE LORD OF THE DANCE" by Sidney Carter