The large hall was set and ready for the meeting to begin. The musicians were tuning their instruments. People were arriving and greeting each other before taking their seats and there was already a sense of His presence and an air of expectancy.
Suddenly Jesus appeared in front of me, smiling broadly. Manifested in this form as the Man, Christ Jesus, He always takes my breath away. Opening His arms to me, He invited me to dance. My weak knees led me to Him as I accepted His invitation. Being in His arms is to be surrounded by a cloud of His fragrance, a cloud of His protection, a cloud of His love.
Music came from somewhere as He whisked me out into the open area. Then all else disappeared – the people, the instruments, the chairs and even the carpet which had covered the wood floor we were now dancing on. In the light of His presence, gazing into His wonderful eyes I see nothing else but Him. I want nothing else but Him. To be held in His embrace, learning how to move as one with Him is my only desire.
For a long time we followed the music around the room and I revelled in the sweetness of His presence. But then without warning Jesus also disappeared, at least from my natural vision. Startled, I realized that nothing else had changed. The music continued in the empty room and I could still feel His strong arms guiding me in the dance and the warmth of His hand holding mine.
There was, however, one thing that changed. In the moment He disappeared from my sight His presence magnified greatly, causing what had been a blissful, sweet experience to now become so intense it was overpowering. I rested my head on His shoulder and wept. Now I was no longer moving on my own for He was carrying me.
So often when I am wrapped in His embrace, I find that words are unnecessary. There is a language that communicates on a much deeper level, Spirit to spirit. Now He was teaching me that sight is sometimes as unnecessary as words. The reality of the Spirit realm goes as far beyond physical sight as it goes beyond earthly physical language.
Here, for these moments suspended in time, in this new realm of the Spirit where I had entered with Him, spiritual sight had overcome the natural.
II Cor. 4:18 Amp. – “We consider and look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen: for the things that are visible are temporal (brief and fleeting) but the things that are invisible are deathless and everlasting.”