Hello and welcome!   
 
Jesus has come into our midst. He is the center of attention. All eyes are fixed on Him. He has come to stir the yearning in our hearts and to ignite a new and fresh passion for His presence and to attract us to His beauty and lovliness. Yes, He desires to completely mesmerize us with His majesty! We listen for His incomparable voice. Focused on Jesus we know that all things, all people pale in comparison to Him. Is there a treasure more beautiful and worthy of contemplation than Jesus?
 
This is a thread that is simply about Jesus. It's not a place to argue or discuss doctrine, the latest teachings, church government. It is an attempt to zoom in on the adorable Person of Christ.
 
So lets spread rose petals for Jesus! Lets prepare a special place for Him to abide! Lets give Him a resting place, a secret chamber for the King! With what shall we adorn it?
 
This is the question I propose to you.
 
I would like to give Him a book filled with love poetry and art. Will you help fill the pages?
 
Yeshua/Jesus is grateful for the love words offered to Him.
 
Beloved,
 
Ah love! What words are these?
What thoughts blossoming like so many roses?
The language of love!
Indeed familiar in My own land, spoken in My own tongue,
But seldom heard in the world of men,
Where I look for such words and find only thorns.
Your words spring like roses amid the briars,
Beauty in a dark forest,
Greets My weary eyes.
No hasty Lover am I!
Behold I linger!
I brood over,
I gaze,
I wonder,
I anticipate,
I appreciate,
The longing that answers My own.
I have yet to let the full impact of your words
Break upon My unbroken joy.
Begin then!
Speak as though you have never spoken.
Speak as though it were your found your voice
And you had just discovered your hidden poetry.
Remember when you first realized I found your words beautiful?
We are always at that moment dear heart.
And if you speak and you find nothing but sighs
Know that I am the same.
Mingled with Mine your sighs will rise to perfection
And the dark forest where in I found your roses yields golden leaves.
 
~Yeshua
			
			Jesus has come into our midst. He is the center of attention. All eyes are fixed on Him. He has come to stir the yearning in our hearts and to ignite a new and fresh passion for His presence and to attract us to His beauty and lovliness. Yes, He desires to completely mesmerize us with His majesty! We listen for His incomparable voice. Focused on Jesus we know that all things, all people pale in comparison to Him. Is there a treasure more beautiful and worthy of contemplation than Jesus?
This is a thread that is simply about Jesus. It's not a place to argue or discuss doctrine, the latest teachings, church government. It is an attempt to zoom in on the adorable Person of Christ.
So lets spread rose petals for Jesus! Lets prepare a special place for Him to abide! Lets give Him a resting place, a secret chamber for the King! With what shall we adorn it?
This is the question I propose to you.
I would like to give Him a book filled with love poetry and art. Will you help fill the pages?
Yeshua/Jesus is grateful for the love words offered to Him.
Beloved,
Ah love! What words are these?
What thoughts blossoming like so many roses?
The language of love!
Indeed familiar in My own land, spoken in My own tongue,
But seldom heard in the world of men,
Where I look for such words and find only thorns.
Your words spring like roses amid the briars,
Beauty in a dark forest,
Greets My weary eyes.
No hasty Lover am I!
Behold I linger!
I brood over,
I gaze,
I wonder,
I anticipate,
I appreciate,
The longing that answers My own.
I have yet to let the full impact of your words
Break upon My unbroken joy.
Begin then!
Speak as though you have never spoken.
Speak as though it were your found your voice
And you had just discovered your hidden poetry.
Remember when you first realized I found your words beautiful?
We are always at that moment dear heart.
And if you speak and you find nothing but sighs
Know that I am the same.
Mingled with Mine your sighs will rise to perfection
And the dark forest where in I found your roses yields golden leaves.
~Yeshua