by Moya Boardman
I was in a ballroom dancing with Jesus. I wore a beautiful gown of jewels, diamonds & silver which reflected back the radiance that was flowing out from Jesus - so much so that the air between us shimmered (similar to what you see on a hot day). I then saw the carpet at floor level and I could see every thread in it - it was made of gold thread, pure gold; as we passed over it we would mould it to the shapre of our footprints. We are gliding, graceful with Jesus.
A kiss from the Father, KINDNESS - you are kind. All I feel is the KINDNESS of God. ‘Things are going well for you - even the things that are hard/frustrating are going well for you.’
Our dancing was effortless, skillful, not worrying about steps, just flowing. Enjoying each other.
The scene alters - it is a large hall with arches 4 to 5 stories high (think Lord of the Rings but full of light & sunshine).
“My bride is coming.”
A figure, silver & dazzling, is paused on the last few steps at the entrance to the hall.
There is ruby red on His head - her price paid. He has a gold sceptre with a ruby in. On her head is a high crown of silver & diamond icicles. Around her throat a thin chain of rubies. As she walks in, majestic, shimmering & radiant, she smiles. He watches, eyes for no-one else, noticing every curve, colour, & fragrance. It’s almost time…..
I was in a ballroom dancing with Jesus. I wore a beautiful gown of jewels, diamonds & silver which reflected back the radiance that was flowing out from Jesus - so much so that the air between us shimmered (similar to what you see on a hot day). I then saw the carpet at floor level and I could see every thread in it - it was made of gold thread, pure gold; as we passed over it we would mould it to the shapre of our footprints. We are gliding, graceful with Jesus.
A kiss from the Father, KINDNESS - you are kind. All I feel is the KINDNESS of God. ‘Things are going well for you - even the things that are hard/frustrating are going well for you.’
Our dancing was effortless, skillful, not worrying about steps, just flowing. Enjoying each other.
The scene alters - it is a large hall with arches 4 to 5 stories high (think Lord of the Rings but full of light & sunshine).
“My bride is coming.”
A figure, silver & dazzling, is paused on the last few steps at the entrance to the hall.
There is ruby red on His head - her price paid. He has a gold sceptre with a ruby in. On her head is a high crown of silver & diamond icicles. Around her throat a thin chain of rubies. As she walks in, majestic, shimmering & radiant, she smiles. He watches, eyes for no-one else, noticing every curve, colour, & fragrance. It’s almost time…..