MrsRollTide

Feb. 11, 2007 I had the following dream:I was in my house. Someone was knocking at the door. I suddenly became nervous. I had invited Jesus to tea. I am a Southern Belle; tea. What was I thinking, tea??? Then I thought of my bad manners, I didn't invite God or the Holy Ghost. But they intimidated me, they are powerful. Jesus was more like a friend.I opened the door and there stood Jesus. He wasn't a huge man, bigger than me. He look alot like the Jesus pictures you see but he looked more like love. It's hard to describe. I taught children's church and Sunday School for years and I have this cartoon of Jesus skate boarding and eating ice cream with a group of kids. He oozed love.....(I need a writer to help me describe this love, I have no words & I'm doing Him a great injustice.)It was as if He read my thoughts, about me being rude to God and the Holy Ghost and He smiled. If I thought I had seen love before, I was wrong! Years ago when my father smiled his eyes smiled. When Jesus smiled His whole being smiled. Not just his eyes, but his forehead, his cheeks, He was breathtaking. I was staring at Him.... Again, I'm at a loss for words.I invited Him in, we lived in a two story house. (I do not live in one now, nor are we in the process of building a two-story.) My son, who appeared to be a few years older, came running down the stairs, says, "Mom, I'm going to play ball." (He had a baseball bat on his shoulder and a glove hanging off it.) He runs past Jesus, raises his hand and says, "Hi Jesus. Bye Jesus" then leaves.I'm not angry, but again embarrassed. Jesus Christ, my Savior, the man who gave His life so I could live with Him, who didn't know me, yet He loved me, was standing in our house & my son runs out. Again, it's as if Jesus knows what I'm thinking, laughs and says, "It's O.K. He knows me. He's grown up with me. We're friends. We play and talk together. I'm no big deal to him. It's O.K. I know him well." If I thought Jesus was breathtaking before, He was heart stopping then. The love that radiated from him was intense, not painful, but filling, covering, comforting. (loss for words)We make our way to the living room. (It was HUGE. Two sofas faced each other with a HUGE coffee table between them which I had set up tea.) Then I started to panic again. I'm from the South. Tea?? What was I thinking. I made sweet ice tea and tuna sandwiches with the crust cut off. To me it wasn't good enough for the Kings of Kings. This man was beaten & abused for me & I was going to give him tuna fish? I was thinking I should have set a "Martha Stewart" tea table. I should have used seeping tea balls, hot water, and cucumber sandwiches. What if He didn't like fish? (Silly me, He worked with fishermen.) Oh the look on His face......... love, compassion. He told me it was perfect.We sat facing each other. The tea set was Mother of Pearl trimmed in yellow gold w/ tiny flower painted on the side. I thought of my grandmother who passed away in 1989.I poured Jesus tea & handed Him a cup and noticed His hands. I didn't see the nail scar. I saw huge, rough, carpenter's hands. He could have crushed that tiny tea cup, no problem. I was thinking I need to get him a "man" cup, a coffee cup, that cup isn't big enough & again He laughed. Think of those hands being tied to a cross. He never raised them to His abusers. Never defended Himself. Never struck out in anger. All He offered was love.We sat and talk. He stayed longer than I thought He would be able to. I was so humbled He chose to visit me. He had so many people to see, important people, people needing Him, and I just want His company. I just wanted to be in His presence.Now, more than ever I want to be in His presence. I've GOT to be close to Him. I want to be loved. Regardless of my actions, embarrassment, not being good enough, fear, etc. Jesus loves me. I am perfect as I am.Have you ever loved someone so much you would give, willingly and with no regrets, give your life for them? Would you give your life for someone you had never actually met? Jesus did. He loved you so much he streched out his arms and died for you. At any moment while on that cross he could have said, "I'm done. This hurts. Father, look through the course of time, see these horrible selfish people. I won't do it." He could have called 10,000 angels, he could have called 1 angel to remove him from that cross. But he didn't. Don't fool yourself by thinking 3 nails held him on that cross. His love for YOU held him there. Had it not been for you, his LOVE for YOU, he would not have suffered. You know, I have to confess I didn't understand it until this dream, how Jesus would agree to die on the cross for me. I now know His has this amazing ability to love. I don't understand the agony of the Father and every angel in heaven as they watched Jesus suffer and die. I still don't understand the intense love for ME, a sinner, that kept Jesus on the cross till the end. I don't understand it, but it sure does make life worth living. John 3:16 "For God so LOVED the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. "If you don't know Jesus as your Savior, let me introduce you to Him. He will be the greatest friend you ever had. He will not leave you nor forsake you. He will be with you until the end. YOU ARE WORTH SAVING and He is the person to save you. YOU ARE WORTH LOVING and He is the person who loves you regardless. As you pray the following prayer, beleive it with your heart, you will be saved according to Romans 10:9; "Lord Jesus, come into my life, forgive me of all my sins. I ask you to cleanse my heart, and make me a new person in You right now. I beleive that You are the Son of God and that You died on the cross for me. Jesus, I want to thank you for loving me enough that you died for me. I accept all that your shed blood bought for me on the cross, and I receive You as my Savior and Lord. In Your name I pray. Amen.Congratulations!!! You are born again, a new "creature in Christ" "...old things things are passed away; behold all things are new." Your slate is clean before God. A few millions years after the rapture I plan on hosting a tea party in Jesus' honor. This is your invite. Please join me. I'd love to meet you in person. Until then, e-mail me so we can get to know one another.Feb 13, 2007 On the way to my Mom's, BabyRollTide was talking as she always does and I was praying about my "tea party" dream. I thought I heard her say "The Lord." I usually don't say Lord, just Father, Jesus, God, Holy Ghost....... so I just tuned her out. Then she said, "Momma, I'm talking to you!" I laughed and told her I was listening. She then explained to me the Lord was here. I almost stopped the car. I asked her to say it again, thinking she MUST be using another word. She said, "No, Momma, the Lord is here." I asked, "Where?" She said, "Right here", tapping the empty passenger's front seat by me. I asked her what was he doing. She said, "He wants to talk to you." I asked about what. She said, "He wants to talk to you about Heaven." When we got to my Mother's house I told my Mom and she asked BabyRollTide & she told her the same thing.Shortly thereafter I was on the way to a meeting I turned off the radio & told the Lord I was listening. What did he need to tell me. What did He want to tell me. What should I know about Heaven. I looked to my right and there was a rainbow.