The Dance truly begins now

for you did not curse Me when I broke you

You did not revile against Me

when men came against you

All I saw in your eyes was trust

deep, confident, loving trust

 

My Bride speaks many languages,

but what she must speak

from the very depth of her being

is submission and love

 

We are ready for this Dance

and the Honor that is to come

because of it

 

The honor of man

will not steal your heart from Me

I know that

I have proof

If the pain and torment

didn’t turn you against Me

the honor from man

will not steal your affections

 

You were innocent when I broke you

trusting, hoping for reprieve

Still you did not blame Me

You know that all that I do

is for the Kingdom

 

Rise up, young Bride

and shine very, very brightly

for I have prepared you to Reign

and conquer

and those who have tested you,

despised you, slandered you, hated you,

will now become your servants

 

The Dance of the Bride

What does it truly entail?

It is the intimate expression

of life lived in the Secret Chamber

of the Most High God

One on One

heart of My Heart

soul of My Soul

spirit of My Spirit

 

I welcome My Bride

I make a Home for her

and long to hold her close

But the church looks elsewhere

hopes for other things and other people

and I only long for her - only Her

 

A Family we will have in time

when My Bride learns to love Me

The church begats harlot after harlot

and all the children have no desire for Me

because their mother doesn’t

 

I would make My Home with her

and Love her and Love her

but she only has eyes for others

 

Is it a sad affair?

It would be one

if this was the end

and the present day church

were My only Hope

but they’re not

They are not

 

They seek out the others with all their time

but, if only they would turn toward Me

Oh how I would love them

 

I am excited for the children

I long for the children to come

 

I would do all things for My Bride

as she, for Me

I know her heart’s desires

and I want her to know Mine

 

Shall we dance, My Bride?