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That One Dance

We were many

Dressed in royal garments

Studded with gemstones

Waiting for the bridegroom

 

We were all longing

To dance with Him

As we all searched

The great ballroom

In Heaven

For the great Master

 

Then He appeared

And we all fell at His feet

In adoration and worship

My face was facedown

And my mouth kissed the floor

And it seemed like my nose

Was stuck to the floor

 

Then I saw the golden sandals

Beside me

And realized He was

Standing beside me

 

I looked up

And He stretched out

His right hand to me

Smiling gently

With love

 

His blue eyes sparkled

And twinkled

And rays of light

Emanated from them

Enveloping me

 

I gave Him

My right hand and

He pulled me up

Into His arms

His gaze fixed firmly

On my face

 

I looked downwards

With great shyness

Because I felt swallowed up

By His mesmerising deep gaze

 

I hid my face on

His shoulder

And we danced

 

As we danced

He bent towards my face

And whispered into my ear,

“Those who wait upon me

And seek my face

Will dance with me

Eat with me

And experience my glory.

They will touch me

Taste me

Feel me

Eat me

And see my face,

As I come upon them.

To dance with me means

Intimate fellowship

And baptism of

My Holy Spirit and fire

It means drinking and tasting

My Spirit

And basking in my glory and fire

Tell my children that

I want to dance with them.”

 

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5 Comments

  1. This is beautiful. Thanks for the follow too.

  2. Definitely one of those most visually and thought provoking things I’ve read in a long time. Thanks for connecting with me; can’t wait to read more!

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