The Bedroom Delights Series_22-24 (NOV 2020)
Song of Solomon 1:3—Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. 
Song of Solomon 1:12—While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
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Setting 22: 
(13-NOV-2020) 
(Jesus speaking:) Honey, I want you here, right up here on this big fluffy bed. 
I pour My choice of perfume on you, anointing your head and your cheeks, and your torso and between your legs, and your feet. I know that whatever scent is on you will affect your mood. –And Mine too. You never really know which bottle of perfume I’m going to select, and what sort of a time we’ll have. 
You like to let Me pick and choose and set the mood.
Today I’m selecting from a blue bottle. You haven’t had this before and are rather curious to see what it will be like. But you know that no matter what, as long as you are with Me, it’s going to be right. 
I’m here with you, right here now, and with the remnants of this lovely scent on my fingers, I run them through your hair. I kiss you like I’m wild for loving with you—kissing all over your face and hair and neck.
This drives you wild, insanely so—yet it is the only sane thing really, to focus on loving Me with all your soul and mind. You run your fingers down My naked chest, kissing it all over. You run them down My thighs that are clothed in soft white pants. You kiss My belly, and beyond, though I am still partly clothed. 
I look in your eyes and there is the look of passionate, focused loving. I look with a twinkle in My eyes that says, “That perfume works well.” 
See, I can do all kinds of things to make you want to do this or that. So, you have a free will and choice, but I can sure put My “thumbs on the scales” in all parts of your life when I want to or need to. 
I’m kneeling over you, and you are leaning back on huge pillows, so you are at an incline. After kissing your face I pull back and look into your eyes as I draw My hands gently over your cheeks and neck, so endearingly. 
“I’m going to select an ointment for you to try, if you are interested,” I say, reaching for another bottle of oil. This one is clearer, yet slightly yellow. The scent is somewhat of a lavender smell.
In an instant, I cause all My clothing to vanish as I hand you the bottle. I lie beside you and you come on top of Me. You begin then to pour it out, just a bit, on My chest and neck, and you begin to spread it out all over My torso. You keeping going down. Some you rub sensuously on My tender member, and some then down my thighs and lower legs. With your hands you begin then to massage my legs, and work your way up. Up, up goes your loving touches. 
I’m enjoying it so much I start to sing. The song seems to come right from My bosom, and with nearly visible notes travels right into your own bosom. I can tell when the song has reached and touched within you, as a smile of delight radiates on your face. 
I notice the next thing. You start to get very hot, nearly feverish. Your heart starts to beat faster. I can tell the ointment qualities, plus the song’s notes and message touching you within, has caused a reaction. 
You start to look around for a drink. This is a very good sign. It’s a thirst that you feel needs filling. I already prepared and jug of ice cold water of the purest type. I sit up and pour you a glass, which you eagerly drink right down. 
Then you lie down beside Me, but not for long. “What was in the water?” you ask. For it has sparked you with a new zest for life. I take you from the bed and we go into the adjoining shower room. 
“You need more water, and this time, a whole-soul drink,” I say. 
I turn on the tap and fwoosh! We are washed, together, from head to toe. It’s like all your cares just went down the drain, as the water grabbed them, almost magnetically, and took them out of your soul and down and away.
You look more like a crystal, clear and light-filled, than a mortal human. 
“Look at you!” I say, gazing with sparkling eyes at your form that is shining with heavenly light. We embrace, but it’s more like two bodies of light merging into one another and becoming one.
To us it seems just like the two of us, holding one another and gazing at each other, but to others, it would be like a light show. --Light meeting and becoming ever so brilliant, so bright, too bright for a human eye to see it.
After a moment, it fades and we step out of the shower room again, hand in hand. 
“Wanna go exploring?” I say to you, as we are standing in the nude facing one another. 
You aren’t feeling particularly clad and suited out to go on some expedition, as stark naked as you are. 
“We’ll be hunting for hidden treasure,” I say. “Where? When?” you ask.
 I pick you up and reply, “Right here. Right now,” and pop you down on to the fluffy bed again. You smile. You are game for this type of exploration and discovery. You know we’ll both find some things that will be worth more than gold, as we seek for and find treasures together.
You’ll seek for things that I want you to have; and I’ll seek for faith in the treasure chest of your soul. –And perhaps some other great things along the way will be discovered and cherished.
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Setting 23: 
(13-NOV-2020) 
(Jesus speaking:) We are out on a ship together. I’m at the helm steering, and you with your arms around Me are standing there, as your thin dress blows in the wind. You are holding Me tight as we are facing forward and going into the journey together. 
Finally, the sun sets and the stars come out. Still we stand there, going on, going forward, steady, looking toward where the land we are headed towards will appear and be within our sight. One light fades to reveal another lighting effect—the stars and moon that shine on our steady ship that knows only one direction to go: forward.
We enter some calm seas now, and we watch some sealife playing in and out of the water, leaping and swimming. Our ship’s light seems to attract them. We sit now for awhile on a bench that is here on the deck. The ship is just resting and so are we. We speak of the great progress we’ve made forward. 
You ask Me what has now become the predictable question, “Are we almost there yet? How far do we have yet to go?” 
You ask this and then add, “It’s not that I’m not enjoying the travel with You, but I just want to have a whole lot more fun, when we get to where we are going—to the land of plenty, pleasure, and prosperity for eternity.”
I hold you close and wrap your shawl around you. It’s a little chilly here. 
“I know it’s been a long journey,” I say, deeply understanding your eagerness to get it done with and be on to happier things—things I’ve told you about to keep giving you hope and patience. 
“It won’t be a second longer than it must be,” I reply. “And the more you wait with anticipation, the happier will be the experience when we get there.”
You nod, once again submitting to the time it’s taking. Then you curl your head into My warm embrace as we sit there. I begin to sing a song that both calms you and also brings out the tears that have been stored away as you bravely stood by My side, as the trip went on and on all day. 
I hear you softly sob, and I hold you firm and warmly. I sing until I know your tears have all been released, and you are ready for a mood change.
“Hey, look up,” I say, and you do. 
The tears in your eyes now are sparkling in the lights you see decorating the deck. 
“Wow!” you think, and then look at Me with a “How did you do it?” expression.
I just raise My eyebrows mysteriously. 
The deck is decorated with lights of different types. There is table set up for two, all fancy for a special meal. There is music now playing, just right for dancing. 
Even more amazing you look down at your feet and your dress and see that it too has been changed. The gold sparkling dress is perfect for dancing in, as are the shoes. 
Then you look over at what I am wearing, and it too has changed somewhat. 
We are ready for a great evening celebration on the deck of the ship.
I take your hand, and up we stand. I swing you into a dancing position and move rhythmically along with your favourite types of music. When ready to sit and relax, we go to the table where the meal is already set and ready. 
We end the day sipping wine in the lighting of celebration on the deck of a ship. 
We certainly can have fun along the way.
“You know, I have this little place in the ship. It’s cozy and fit for two to snuggle up in…” I say, as we leave the table. “Wanna go and see it?”
You nod, pick up your shawl, hold My arm and off we are to enjoy the rest of our evening—which is the rest of your life. The day will come, and with it, the sight of land will be there. 
How long will the night last? You don’t know, but every moving, rocking, embracing second, with one another will be beautiful, in its own special way.
Once below deck I open the door to a passage way. Down the hall we walk until we reach the end of it. There is a glass window that looks out onto the water, and a soft couch to sit on and enjoy the view. To one side of it there is a privacy space for sleeping, it has a door that can be shut. On the other side is a wash up chamber for tending to personal needs. 
I offer to give you a foot massage, after I have given you a drink from the little refrigerator. After all that standing today, and also the fun dancing, this feels very good on your feet. –Especially when it’s My hands touching them. When I see you are ready for slumber and whatever else the night will afford us, we walk over and curl up on the little bed, and drift into a cosy sleep. 
It might be a long journey, but there are perks along the way, and times of enjoyment and refreshing. 
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Setting 24: 
(13-NOV-2020) 
(Jesus speaking:) My bed is ready for you. I know you are eager to be with Me. I spare no treats when it’s time for loving. 
I see you are dressed in the gown I picked out for you and had placed in your dressing chamber. You look ravishingly wonderful. Totally My kind of gal. 
Let Me look at you over here by this light. It brings out all the best features that I so love about you. 
Enjoyment, that is the tag on the dress. That’s its label, and that’s what you will have when you are wearing it for Me.
I take you by the hand and bring you to sit at this little round table on the side of the large bedchamber. There is far more than just a bed in this place. This table isn’t for big meals—though one could be enjoyed if only one plate was there and was shared between two. It’s more for drinks and snacks to share, or for talking face to face with each other.
I present you with a ring box, and a new ring—golden, and sparkling with diamonds. It’s whatever this ring represents that you are amazed about. You weren’t expecting this. It’s like I’m proposing marriage to you. It’s a very memorable moment. 
“Well, will you?” I say.
You know, at different turns in the road, different chapters of our life, sometimes it helps to confirm our wedding vows all over again. 
A ring means forever—when I give one to you. 
We’ve had some rough spots, but I want you to know that I’m still on with the relationship. I know you are too, or you wouldn’t be here with Me now. But to take things back into a level of intense enjoyment, I want to propose to you all over again.
“Will you take Me, as your husband forever?” I ask, holding the ring, and am just about to place it on your finger.
You nod, looking into My eyes. You really can’t resist such power, such love, such pleading and desire. 
I see in your eyes the question, “And will you, Jesus, actually be happy enough with me, as flaw-filled as I can be?”
As soon as I see your probing question, I promptly and swiftly, with a loving determination, place the ring on your finger. There is no question in My mind—of course I want you with Me always. 
You stand up and lean over the table to place a kiss gently on My lips, then I take your hand and kiss the ring on it, sealing our love with a kiss. 
“Now with that settled, come right this way, My dear,” I say with a professional air.
You smile as I lead and point over to the large and extremely elaborate bed that awaits us.
[The curtains are drawn around this section of the bedroom. For what will transpire is for the happy couple’s eyes alone to see. ]
The morning finds you sitting in the couch section of the large room, with a bit of a dreamy look in your face. You glance down at the ring still on your finger, and then you write in that beautiful notebook of yours, where you write your heart’s secrets. The look on your face shows that you are reliving the evening once again. 
I soon bring over a tray of morning food, and a heart is formed with some of the spices on the food. You look up with a heart-touched smile. You see it’s a tray of food for two. And so we sit, chatting, eating and enjoying a start to a new day, and a new part of life together. 
Every now and then, as you are looking into My eyes, it seems you are having memories of our evening, and you turn your eyes away in bashfulness. But there is nothing to be shy about, nor to regret about the freedom that we shared and will yet share. 
I too am getting images playing in My mind of you, and frankly I’m having a hard time finishing the meal. I have other things on My mind; other hungers that need filling. No, one night, one long and incredibly enjoyable night wasn’t enough to fill My cup. It just got Me interested. I think I’ll try some of this delicious delight—you—right now, all over again. And I’m not going to try to cover it up this time in a veil of super-privacy. 
I think we are both hungry enough to enjoy more, right here, and right now. 
In this new setting there are new ways to enjoy the love we can. It’s not like we don’t have other things to do, but this is just really, really, more important, and the first course of the day. Mmm! Delicious.
You kind of like the thought of being out more in the open. It feels so free, so daring, so adventurous. You didn’t think I would dare, but I did. 
“I’ll be even more so…” I say. And you know I mean it. You aren’t sure just what this Husband has now in mind, but you did promise to stick with Him. 
It’s going to be a thrilling ride from one day to the next, I’ll assure you. And a good one too—or one that sets things up to make the next turn of life be the best yet.