It's me in a beautiful ballroom gown, and I'm dancing with Jesus under a waterfall but we're not getting wet. Funny, I cannot see Jesus' face or really what He looks like, but He's holding one hand with His other hand on my waist. My hair is thick, flowing and down and as Jesus leads, I'm actually dancing gracefully, following His lead and not like clumsy Elaine dancing on Seinfeld.
In this vision, the dance changes. Sometimes it is that lovely waltz at the rate of a light dolce. Other times, the dance is a bit wild and crazy, but Jesus is always there. With each dance, sometimes tears flow from my eyes down my cheeks and even in the wild crazy dances, Jesus gently wipes away my tears and captures them in a bottle.
The setting is serene with nature all around, lots of lush vegetation, very green and very secluded, private. We are also dancing atop water (like walking on water, but dancing). It's just Jesus and me. The water was coming up sort of splashing but not as we were not getting wet. It wasn't like an ice rink because it was water. It's almost like we were hover dancing over/on the water, but we weren't. I don't know if that makes sense or not.
This image is one I had for a number of years while I was going through my 2nd divorce and for years later. I can still see it in my head and even sometimes, I am smiling and laughing. Jesus makes me laugh and smile. He makes me feel beautiful and cherished.
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