The Bedroom Delights Series_9-12 (NOV 2020)
Setting 9: 
(Jesus speaking: ) I’ve got a candy cane just right for you. It tastes delicious in your mouth and gives you the energy buzz of excitement in your heart and mind. 
You can sit up here on the tall bar stool in My Heavenly café, and practically drool over all the treats that I have for those who come and sit here with Me. I’ve got all kinds of tastes and styles, shapes and sizes. But only those who come out on a date with Me get to have access to them.
“Let’s try this lolly pop.”
You suck and suck on it, until juicy liquid is all over your lips. I smile. You like the treats of Heaven.
Now we can share a tall milk shake. We share the cup; we each partake. It’s good, isn’t it? 
How about a chocolate cake slice filled with delectable creams and syrup? It’s far too sweet for your earthly body to manage, but here in the spirit you can partake of delights that are just right for you.
Put aside the luring attractions of this world that are not fit for a human body, and that only run you down, but take in, take in with gusto and pleasure the sweet meats and sweet treats that I can give you here and now, straight to your heart and mind. It will feel like you have had something better than your most enjoyed treat to eat.
Ah, now comes the next one, served on the table counter here for you. You love how you just feel better and better with the delicious dainties that I give; rather than feeling awful like you would on earth if you took in the sugar distractions and mind-and-body-weakening delectables. 
You look up with a smile at Me. How did I know you’d really like this next dessert? I know you. I made you, remember? Those things on Earth are just to give you a sample of an idea of what is to come.
With your most favourite dessert in front of you, you can’t wait to get right into tasting it. You say, “Thank you,” and with just about every bite you say it again, in some way.
I hold your hand and smile. I really like treating you to all your favourite things. 
So why did I take you to this place? To show you that you don’t need to be confined to thinking of and dreaming of things only in the way you do in the carnal world you live in. For you can explore new things in the realm of My Spirit. Or the same kinds of things, but just the Spirit’s version of them.
You may have never drooled over a lolly pop, and you can’t stand candies. But some people like them, and I want them to know that I have far better things than this for them to partake of. And I want you to reach beyond your comfort zone when seeing things in the Spirit. There are things that I wish for you to partake of that might go beyond what you are normally comfortable with or even that go against your grain of personal desires. 
I’m not here to please you for the sake of it, but for the sake of the Kingdom of God. And like a child at a fancy restaurant, I might offer you new things, teach you new manners, and get you to try things that you never have tasted and tried for yourself. 
Be open to letting Me show and teach you new things. Don’t be linked to what you have been so far. 
For example, is there something you actually have a human fear about, or a great dislike for? Or maybe something that hurt you in the past? Maybe one way I have of bringing healing to you or changing your past and making a new creation out of you is to take you right into that zone, and living it--but in the Spirit. 
Is there someone who hurt you or you greatly disliked what they did to you? Maybe it’s time to have a spirit adventure with them. They didn’t mean to cause you anguish or heartache. Maybe you can ask Me to put you two together in a vision or a dream, and get to do something far-out—even reliving the thing you didn’t like, but with the perspective of Heaven. I can make you see it all in new eyes. 
It’s time to burn free and burn the past through new memories. You need to look at everything through a Heavenly perspective. I want to take the distasteful filters away from your retrospect. I want you to enjoy more what I have done with you in your life. 
Got a painful memory? Ditch it, and relive it with My new eyeglasses, and My new inbuilt feelings. Did you learn something from it? Probably not, or not much, as it was too painful to go through. But think about it now, as you take a spirit trip in mind to that place and time and person. You can even up the intensity of the situation mentally, the actual circumstances, and then ask me to build new feelings and paint over new memories. I want you to get rid of the bad and foul taste in your mouth and mind, and relive things with My feelings and thoughts now over-riding it.
This is a strong cleaning method. For when the past—the ugly view of it—lingers in your mind and thoughts, you’ll never really be clean. The yuckyness of your feeling of a past situation will still pop up in your thoughts and reactions and cause a break in the flow of My spirit, and cause sinful behaviour. 
So think about it now. Take a trip back in the past with Me. Let’s live that again, yes, with those same fault-filled persons, but I’ll give a new spin on it if you listen and look and let Me love away the hurts and negativity. 
And then, to save you time later on, what is hard for you now? Did something painful just happen, or is happening to you right now? Let Me put on the right spin, and walk you through it, and love you with My spirit, no matter what is happening. 
Disintegrate the negative, rather than adding that dark rock to your bag of “bad things that happened to me”. Let Me make it vanish right at the start. You’ll certainly have a lighter bag of life to carry around if you learn to do this. 
I’m not telling to you to deceive yourself, and lie about wrongs, but just to get a new point of view, something outside of the way you see it. Maybe it wasn’t altogether bad; maybe I can work with it to help bring good in your life, even now. 
This is one way to “milk” each experience you “enjoyed” or lived through, and make them all work in your favour and give you some supplies for your ministry and life here and now today.
Let’s work through it, let’s live through it, and let’s let it go.
*** 
Setting 10: 
(Jesus speaking: ) Let’s say, I’m a cowboy, complete with boots and Stetson hat, spurs, lasso and all. I’m a tough dude, and have been riding long and hard with the cattle. I’ve got my steed to travel on, and my skin is tanned from the months I’ve been working in the open. 
You, dainty you, stand there in your flimsy little gown. I’ve still got the horse whip in one hand, and a canteen of water in the other, but I fold you into an embrace and place a firm kiss on your lips.
“Wanna go for a ride?” I offer. 
You really don’t feel prepared. You aren’t toned and weathered like Me. But up I place you on the horse. 
“Got some cattle to check on, and a storm’s coming in,” I explain, as I hop up behind you. 
Something about holding you begins to make Me melt. It brings out the tenderness about Me, and there’s only one thing on My mind—you. 
“Let’s get this job done quick,” I say. Though you know it’s not just because of the threating storm that is approaching. I have other things pressing Me onward, and I really don’t want to wait any longer than I have to, to take you off the horse and whisk you into the little cabin we’ll be spending the night in.
When the cattle have been rounded up—and you got to see and even help Me a bit—then we galop with a speed you didn’t know I could ride with, practically flying through the air, over to that long-awaited cabin.
I tie up the horse to a stump, and lift you down. Well, not all the way down, for as you slide off the saddle and into My arms, you wrap your legs around My waist and your arms around My neck. 
“I’ve never seen you look so good,” your eyes seem to say to Me. For the most part you had to see Me in working gear and mode. But now that it’s time to focus on us, I have a new glow and gentleness about Me.
“Let’s go inside,” I manage to say, in almost a whisper, for I feel My breath is nearly taken away, feeling your fervency and passion as you wrap yourself around Me. 
You nod and in we go. 
I stoke up a fire, and lay you down on the hard surface that is used as a bed or table, or work space, or whatever the need it. For today it’s going to be all of the above. 
“It’s a bit hard,” I say, almost apologising for the humble bed I offer you.
“I don’t mind hard things,” you reply.
“It’s been hard to wait,” I say. “But I’m going to fix that right now.”
You reach down and pull up your dress, all the way up, revealing your naked and hungry body.
“What is that saying,” you say, with a twinkle, “The hard we do right away… the impossible takes longer.”
I haven’t even waited for you to finish your quip, and it causes you to gasp with My strong entrance in to your delicate waiting frame. I can’t even talk. It’s been building up for so long. I scarcely can contain Myself. Though I could, as I have been for so long, I choose not to. 
You really don’t mind.
When the main thrust of the moment is past, you say with a teasing smile, “What’s on the menu? I heard this is the table for satisfying meals for hard working men.” 
I look at you with the unmistakable look that says, “You—and more of you”.
“I’ve spread the table, and it’s been delicious so far,” I then say.
You reply with, “Care for some dessert?”
“Maybe,” I answer, unrolling the sleeping bag to snuggle with you in, on the table that is also now our bed. 
It’s hard to sleep, but we try. 
“If you get hungry in the night, let me know, and I’ll spread something tasty on the table for You,” you said to Me in a whisper, partly through the night of attempted sleep. “You have been working so hard, and haven’t had all that much to eat.”
I whisper, “I think I just got hungry…” 
“What do you want your meal dressed with?” you ask.
The look in My eye tells you the answer, “Nothing; nothing at all.”
You then sit up, straddling a certain cowboy, ready to ride, and whisk off the thin garment you are wearing. 
I reach into my pocket and pull out a lighter that is used to start up the campfires. I flick it a few times so I can get a better look at you.
“Trying to light my fire?” you ask, and add “I’m already burning hot.”
*** 
Setting 11: 

(Jesus speaking: ) The ice cream parlour is where I will take you next. There are literally zillions of flavours to choose from—so you are going to have to come back many more times, to get to sample at least some of them. 
We’ll sit on this nice comfortable couch seat in the corner of the room. It kind of curves around, so we can be side by side, or we can scoot aside more separately and face each other, as we wish. The waitresses and waiters come by with a few sample tastes so you can get an idea of what types you might like full servings of. 
Then we look over the menu of all the ideas of types of toppings and side orders you can have along with your choices of ice cream. There’s berries and jams, crunchy sprinkles, creams and puddings, coconut shreds, sauces, pancakes, cookies and on goes the delectable choices.
I help you decide, and we place our order. Now while we wait we have time to talk. Of course, I could make the food instantly appear, but the reason for being here was to have personal time. That really is the main course. 
“Tell me how it’s being going,” I ask, looking right into your eyes. There is no escaping My gaze, and it tells Me right away what sorts of things you have been feeling lately. You’d like to cover up all trials or battles or secret faults, and just be able to tell Me of all the great things you thought and did. But that really isn’t possible. You are human and will have trials and tests of various sorts—and I am a God who both loves you lots, and knows all things. 
“You weren’t able to get over that jab made by that person,” I probe. We talk about it, since it’s still fresh in your mind. Then I share My thoughts on the subject. You see that there are reasons, reasons you are unaware of, why it made you feel that way. I help you see where the real problem or fear or source of hurt lies, and help you to untangle the issues. I give you some new ideas of sides of the situation to consider, and this helps you greatly.
You see that I am not thinking negatively about you and going to send you away from the table just because you weren’t able to be perfectly upbeat about each occurrence this week. But you see that in telling Me about it and in getting My thoughts it’s like a magic wand that erases much of the trouble. We just needed time to talk things out. And it’s best we do so before seeds of hurt feelings turn into weeds and hurtful words towards others.
Ah, now our ice cream has arrived. And what a sumptuous delight it is! These servers have done a tremendous job. I can see the delight on your face. –Mostly because your heart feels so much lighter. That’s why I had the treat be delayed a bit, so we could talk. I knew that you would enjoy it so much better then, once your heart was set free of the most resent things that were troubling you.
You take a big bite, and again another. Instead of the coldness of this dessert numbing and freezing your mouth and taste buds, it seems to do the opposite. The more you eat, the more you can taste and smell, and enjoy. The treats of Heaven heighten your senses and make experiences that follow be all the more enjoyed. 
I pour a bit more chocolate sauce on this dish we are sharing, and you scoop on a bit more whipped cream. I then sprinkle a hand full of crushed mixed nuts, and you add a few cherries. It’s a together experience that just get’s better. 
You look at Me, wondering if you dare to ask the question. Since I have gotten you to express the thoughts that were on your heart and mind, you are wondering if I’d like to share a few things that are on My mind. You don’t know if it’s right to, or also, if it’s right not to—not to give Me a chance.
I read your mind and help make it easy for you.
“I’ll tell you more about that, a bit later,” I say. 
This really intrigues you: How I knew what you were thinking, and the fact that I would confide something personal to you—and the fact that there even is something personal I want to say. You find it hard to wait, so you turn your attention to the delicious treat and keep enjoying it. 
When it is done and the dishes are cleared away, the lighting is lowered and we sit back facing each other. 
“Now, let me tell you a story…” I begin. 
I like to use stories as they help to describe and pass on feelings and ideas. The keen ones will get the points that I am making.
“Once when I was very small—when I lived on earth—an idea popped into My head: ‘Why don’t I pretend to be one of the little wild creatures, to walk like them, or try to imitate their sounds. Then they won’t be so afraid of Me’ I thought.”
You sit there listening, trying to see the point I am making. Right away you get it. 
“Of course this didn’t work, because no matter how much I would try, the creatures all still could sense who and what I was—not one of them; and they’d scurry off.”
I added more to the story, and explained this and that. But you got the point.
You voice it: “Be what You, Jesus, have made me to be—or I’ll look pretty silly in Your eyes, imitating the actions of those I am not one of.”
I nod with a smile twinkling in My eyes. 
“Shall we go?” I say, taking your hand and leaving the ice cream parlour. 
We’ve had such a nice time; you really don’t want it to end.
“Come, stop by My place,” I say. “The fun doesn’t have to end yet. Wanna stay the night with Me? I’ve got films we can see of true events; I’ve got drinks and joys you haven’t even tasted yet. And I’ve got the silkiest, softest bed you ever slept in.”
You nod, and then are whisked into a warm embrace. You are so happy that it seems the fun just began, and that it can go on now for quite a while more.
When you are at My place and on My couch, and I’m serving you a drink in the soft and pleasant lighting, you look up to thank Me--but instead you are met with My eyes thanking you. 
“This really means a lot to Me, that you’d spend all this time with Me. I feel that even if I didn’t have all these ‘fun things’ to do, you’d still be here with Me,” I say to you, “And I love you for that.”
***

Setting 12: 
A poem from Jesus, and His Bride 
(15-DEC-1996)
(Jesus speaking: )
I have called you away
On the bed of sickness to lie
Though you hurt and understand not why.

But, My love,
Through your toil and your tears,
Can you see how I've carried you all these years?

You fuss and you sigh,
And say life's joys you are missing,
That there are things your heart is wishing.

Do know that I care,
Every prayer, thought and part
Of your life is dear to My heart.

I will answer your prayers,
Every broken piece mend,
Fear not, this isn't the end.

For joys you will see
As you have before.
I have so many things in store.

But come now, My dear,
My love, to Me,
By My side is where I want thee.

You love Me, 'tis true,
And you want to be near,
So I've brought you, for a while, right here.

So give Me your heart,
Love Me like no other,
And I'll be your greatest Lover.

I'll tenderly care,
Love gifts I'll bestow,
Thrills and joys you can know.

(Bride speaking: )
Just think, Dear Lord,
It's just You and me,
We can love so passionately.

How much fun we can have,
Like a honeymoon,
We can praise and kiss and spoon.

As I receive Your Word seeds
May they be part of me,
And change me to be more like Thee.