My husband and I love to dance. We have danced since we dated. Of course it was disco then…..and it is disco now when we get a chance to dance. We actually won contests when we were teens. Seriously….
We even like to dance in the kitchen. A good streaming oldies station can do wonders for a couple. We have so much fun!
I had struggled for several years with how much the Father really loved me. How could Jesus Christ love me? I always thought that God only loved me when I obeyed Him. I was completely immersed in legalism. The more I worked, the more He loved me…or so I thought. If I did not do what I “should” He would not love me.
Then it happened.
The dream……the beautiful, lovely, incredible dream.
I was dressed in the most beautiful blue iridescent ball gown. I looked like a princess. I had on a tierra that glistened with my favorite stones, sapphires. The stone of my birth month.
The ball room was just glorious. The light sparkled in the bright room. The warmth felt like a breeze from the ocean, coating my spirit in praise. It felt as though I could glide on air.
I was dancing with a man. I assumed it was my husband…he was tall, broad shouldered and had long, dark hair. Hmmmm, my husband’s hair wasn’t long and his skin was darker than my husband’s skin. I was a bit curious.
Could it be?
We glided effortlessly across the floor to the beautiful music. The dance was full of grace and beauty. Love seemed to radiate from every corner. I had never seen anything like it before, and even though it was a dream…I had never felt so loved in my life! Not at all a romantic love, but a love that was like nothing I had ever experienced. It was unconditional love….so deep that nothing could penetrate it.
I was dancing with Jesus.
As He led me across that ballroom floor, I began to understand just how much He loved me…His daughter, His princess.
Yes… Jesus…you may have this dance.
Be Encouraged Today~
*NIV Bible, personal graphics