Vision of the King in the Ballroom

I was lying in bed just before sleep talking to the Lord and suddenly I was in a vision but in a vision so real I didn’t know if I was there or where I was! He said let me take you there, let go.

The room was expansive with tall ceilings and red walls and gilt moldings, shrouded in candlelight.  I could sense other people around, other beings, but I could not hear them. It seemed like a ballroom in a palace!

There stood in front of me, my Lord, King of Kings dressed in all finery.  Dark blue coat and gold braids adorning his light blue waistcoat with his breeches neatly tucked into fine leather black boots.  His beard was close and his dark brown hair in loose waves pulled back at the neck.  So, handsome, simply breathtaking! I had never seen him like this before!

His eternal blue eyes were trained on me. Oh, those eyes, those eyes I knew so well.  Waves of love were coming off him.  Desire.

I sensed I was dressed in a magnificent light blue ball gown, I could feel it on my body.  My hand reached to my neck to feel the heavy necklace I knew was there.  In my knowing, it was a diamond necklace.

I suddenly felt I was not good enough for him to pay attention to me.  I was very self-conscious since the last time I remember I was in my sleep t-shirt with tousled hair in my warm bed. He was so regal and commanding and stood in front of me looking right at me.  I felt exposed and wanting, uncomfortable, for he could see everything.

He lifted his arm for me to take and I saw my elegantly gloved hand reach for him. I could not look at his shining face. He led me over to a floor to ceiling window darkened by the evening.

“This is how I see you,” He said quietly.

I looked at my darkened reflection.  I caught my breath!  Looking back at me was a woman in her prime.  Royal.  Queenly.  Me.  My long red hair shown like copper cascading in waves, the sides brought up elegantly in an intricate twist. A crown twinkling in the luxuriant candlelight. A heavy diamond pendant necklace, just like I felt. My incredible gown, light blue, shot through with gold thread and motifs.

He took my hand gracefully; we started to dance.  Never once his eyes leaving me. I could smell his scent. Feel his breath. I knew his love.

Then I awoke.

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