A view

I enter the room. The expansive space is filled with laughter and joy everywhere. People are seated around a long table, almost seeming as though there is no end to the right or to the left. He is in the middle with an empty seat before him. I walk to greet him, extending my hand as you would to anyone you are meeting face to face for the first time. He shakes my hand warmly, greeting me and welcoming me to join him at the table. I am honored to sit before him. Indeed, what a privilege to sit so close. He laughs with delight, endearment and a little dash of amusement, saying, "Silly child, don't you know how much I love you?" And he motions for me to sit in the seat directly next to him. I am astonished but I cannot deny this pleasure. As I move to leave my seat, I find myself suddenly in the chair next to him. He wraps me in his arms in an embrace of love I have never known before, a perfect embrace of acceptance and affection. He calls me by name, "Jeffra, oh how I love you." He takes my hand and we join the conversation around us. As the complete sense of belonging envelopes me and perhaps some time has passed, I realize I am now in another seat at the table further down from him. I see he is welcoming in another one. Oh, the joy and exhilaration! I am not sorry to lose my seat or envious of the new person. I can still feel his hand in mine and the warmth of his embrace hasn't left me. It should be strange to feel so near when so far, but it isn't at all. It is as it was always meant to be.

Dear Jesus, you are my beloved and I am yours.

Jeffra
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