Love of the Bridegroom

As I came to seek God in the spirit today, I beheld a white petaled flower in full bloom standing alone. Then the white flower laid down flat before the Lord and He spoke in answer to my question, “What does the flower mean?”, “Thou art blooming, my child.” O Lord, I know that pleases You for me to bloom (through growing up, humbling myself, yielding to You) After the flower laid before the Lord, the flower arose and sat in Jesus’ lap as He sat in His throne and cuddled the flower next to Him (the flower represented me) Then He began to pluck off the petals one by one and I asked Jesus what this meant because it really puzzled me. In fact, it was the last thing I expected Him to do. I asked Him what this meant. He spoke and told me that even though I was in bloom I must still continue to shed self~deny self~put self to death. And He plucked each petal off of the flower until all the petals were gone! Self was dead in the end and only the golden center remained and, of course, Christ lives in the center of the flower, in the center of me, of all, for He is life!

O Jesus, I see your goodness, kindness, lovableness, willingness and readiness to come to me to
day and show me a very important truth; your encouragement to me to continue losing self. How quickly, wisely, yet patiently you lovingly answer my questions. This is the way I want to answer my children’s questions and others~wisely, patiently, lovingly and encouragingly! I love you all the more for this, dearest sublime Lord!