He Is My Dwelling Place..........

He is sitting on a tree stump I think..... I have not really ever thought about it. The grass is a very very lush green and it seems to be perfect. About 2 inches tall or so....... It is very very soft to the touch and to my bare feet it really seems like a thick carpet.
There is music coming from somewhere, there is always music but this time I looked to find the source but it seemed to come from , well "everywhere". Just to HIS right there flows a brook that flows just fast enough to add it's own form of music and it is contributing to the ever growing tranquility of this place. It flows over millions of tiny pebbles that each own it's own color and size ner a one the same. It is inviting.
I look to be in my mid 30's or so, and that is based on my energy and ease of movement.
Most of the time HE is just clapping HIS hands and smiling real big as I dance.
My dress is very "flowy" (is that a word?) It reminds me of the long flowing skirts of Gypsy's that you see depicted on TV and in movies. It is white and long down to my feet. I cannot tell you what the top of the dress is like, I guess I have not paid much attention to that detail.
I am dancing and in my hand is my red tambourine. Every once in a while HE throws HIS head back and laughs out loud. HIS long brown hair enhances HIS beautiful features and HE causes me to pause just to watch HIM laugh. HIS clothing is just regular, white skirted robe like thing with a rope belt. I cannot see HIS feet so not sure if HE is barefooted like me or not.
We spend the afternoon (or so it seemed) me just dancing and HE is just watching and laughing and clapping HIS hands.
The moment so overwhelmed me as I was engulfed by HIS presence and the peace that HE brings that I began to cry. Deep from within my spirit man came unquenchable waves of gratefulness of HIS love.

It seemed like a long time and it seemed as though I had just started when the nurses turned the machine off and I was moved out of the MRI machine. I was so shocked that the 20 minutes had passed that I guess there was a strange look on my face. The girls told me I did good and did not move a muscle. They had no idea that I had been dancing. They escorted me down from the table and when steady on my feet I had the need to wipe the tears off of my face. It was two year MRI for my breast. After finding A Typical cells almost two years ago now, then the surgery and biopsy and such my Dr wants me to have an MRI every two years. It was yesterday. October 28th at 1:30 p.m.
I am fearful sometimes and other times I am very fearful and this was one of those times. Oh I am not afraid of the machine or the tube that they roll you in, I am afraid of the possibility. All women share that fear.
Many years ago amidst the turmoil of a marriage with an abusive husband the Lord took me one night when I was in much fear to a safe place. It was hard for my mind to allow me to stay there for more than a few minutes but over the years I have learned to go there and I am able to stay for the duration of the need.
That is where I went yesterday as they were rolling me into the machine. I knew that I would go there thus I refused the Valium that they offered. I did not need medicine to calm my spirit, I knew who I was going to see.
I wanted to share with you my safe place. HE has one for you............

In Christ
Denise

p.s. Hospital called just a few minutes ago....... MRI is clean.
As I sit and type this my mind goes to a precious lady by the name of Deena. Pray for her.. she is facing a fear that no one can imagine.
Deena, God has a safe place for you........ Go there often.......