A message to His Brides: ALL Are Beautiful to Him

A message to His Brides – 14th July 2015
This vision started with seeing myself and Yeshua dancing.  It was a Jewish dance much like the scene in the Prince of Egypt cartoon where young Moses dances with Zipporah.  As we danced back and forth a great light began to build in between our linked arms – growing brighter and brighter.  And as we spun around I looked around and we were dancing in the huge vastness of Space and within our arms were universes and stars being birthed!  And I suddenly realized we are VERY small at the moment and our God is so much bigger than we can imagine.
And then the dance changed to what looked like a scene out of Pride and Prejudice in the 18th century.  Very formal dancing – very regal and stately – a banquet and a special occasion with many joining in – I was no longer the only one dancing with Yeshua the elaborate moves took Him away to others and then brought Him back to me.
The scene then changed again and I was looking down on myself and Yeshua from above.  And I was dressed as a Bride…..my hair was up and dressed and into it was woven many small and different coloured flowers.  And my dress and veil flowed outwards in every direction in a circle – it was huge and MAGNIFICENT.  Woven into the dress and veil were multitudes of small jewels and pearls and flowers and it looked to be made of a pale pure gold chiffon that was FULL OF LIGHT.  I looked at Yeshua and He said “You are SO magnificent for me” and I WAS Magnificent but I could not believe we could be good enough for Him and I said “Lord are we worthy of You when YOU are so kind and gentle and so Wonderful……how can we be worthy of You…..are we worthy of You?
And He answered “YES you are worthy of Me.
My Father has CHOSEN EACH HEART.
He has formed and fashioned each one painstakingly
leaving nothing undone
such attention to detail
a heart formed out of SUFFERING and SACRIFICE
LOSS and PAIN
a heart surrendered time and time again
a heart that LOVES even when it is betrayed
a heart that LOVES even when wounded
a heart that LOVES MORE when it is persecuted
and one that does not grow bitter
but OPENS more and more like a ROSE
becoming bigger and more beautiful
and giving off an intoxicating scent
A ROSE WITH NO THORNS!
Grafted into His Chosen Stock
and fed and nurtured
with all disease removed
and all parasites and blights
A flower sheltered in His very Own Greenhouse
and POLLINATED by His Own Life Giving Spirit
EACH ONE UNIQUE
in colour
and form
and fragrance
each given its OWN NAME
PERFECTED over TIME
and then raised to BUD
and the CUT WHEN IT IS PERFECT
not too immature
nor OVERBLOWN
and then GATHERED
and PRESENTED
as a beautiful BOUQUET.

AN ARMFUL OF COMMENSURATE BEAUTY AND JOY TO BEHOLD – YESHUA WILL GATHER YOU ALL UP IN HIS ARMS AND REJOICE IN YOU ALL – AND YOUR BEAUTY……….YOUR FRAGRANCE WILL NEVER FADE…………”

My heart swelled with love for Yeshua so much that it actually hurt and I repeated over and over I love You Lord – I am so in Love with You and I fell at His feet in adoration and worship.

And He said to me “ Encourage My Brides and tell them that they are ALL breathtakingly beautiful to me……tell them yes that includes the MEN………..tell them that the fragrance of their love and worship is intoxicating to me…….you make my suffering worth the agony and My heart thrills knowing we will soon be united….each one of you press into My Heart and DARE TO SEE YOURSELF ALREADY WITH ME….this strengthens Our connection and causes your identity as the Bride to grow…..it is not just sin that CALLS ME BACK …it is MY BRIDE……..As deep calls to deep so My Waves and Billows are gone over you…….My Spirit CALLS TO YOUR SPIRIT and yours to Mine……..Do not wake love until it is READY…………YOUR HEARTS CALL MINE INTO READINESS………….CALL OUT TO ME MY LOVES AND I WILL COME TO YOU……….

(I did not know what commensurate meant so I looked it up)
corresponding in size or degree; in proportion.
“salary will be commensurate with age and experience”
synonyms:
equivalent, equal, corresponding, correspondent, comparable, proportionate, proportional;

~Shared by Debra Holland