One morning in April, 2009, I was thanking God for our secret place and time of peace before the day started.
“Thank You, Lord, for time alone with You.”
“Mary Ellen, I want to show you something. Let’s go for a boat ride.”
In a vision, I see myself sitting in a small wooden row boat with Jesus. He is rowing out into the middle of the late and I am enjoying the peace of being with Him in this beautiful setting. We are in Galilee. I hear the lapping water and the thrust and pull of the oars.
“Where are we going, Lord?”
“To the middle of the lake.”
“Lord, there’s not much to see in the middle of the lake.”
“No, very little, except Me. You often get caught up in the trappings of worship. The music, the rhythm, the dance. I am in the middle of the lake. Reflections of Me are in the window dressing. It is here, in the middle of the lake, where true worship begins.”
“When we are one-on-on, all else pales by comparison. It’s here that you sing to an audience of One. It is here that your Beloved lavishes His love on you unrestrained. No distractions. No comparisons.”
I see angels encircling our row boat with hands joined. They are full of joy as Jesus and I share one-on-one with each other. I sense they are placing a heavenly barrier between us and any distraction.
“They love listening to us share, Beloved. They marvel at our relationship. They are heavenly beings, My messengers, flames of fire sent to ignite you and share My words with you. They are not afforded the same relationship you and I share. I didn’t pay for them with My blood. They so love the Bride and find joy in our intimacy.”
Song of Solomon 2:10 My beloved spoke, and said, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.