The Most Beautiful Girl in the World Part 1 – Christa, Ecclesia, and the Bride of Christ

I want you to look at me, and look at me very carefully. I’m the most beautiful girl in the world. You can’t find a flaw in me anywhere.

I am his glorious bride. You don’t have to believe that, but it’s true, because in the realm I live, I live where Christ lives, and Christ lives where the Father lives. And I haven’t been able to find any distinction between the Father and the Son. The love that goes on between them and the glory that the Father gave to the Son, the Son has taken the glory of the Father that has been placed upon him and he has taken that glory and placed it on me.

And the fact that the Father and the Son are one, he has taken this glorious oneness that the Father gave him and they have known forever, and enveloped me in it, and made me one with that oneness.

And I am so completely one with the Father.

And you know something else that’s really amazing? And I don’t really understand this – the world knows that the Father sent the Son, his only Son, into this world for only one reason, because the glory of the Son rests on me. And by that, the world knows that the Father sent his only Son into this world.

My Lord came out of heaven and came to this earth because he loved me. And saved me. And killed me. And raised me from the dead. And I cannot find an enemy that exists in a resurrected life. He doesn’t have one, and neither do I. I have no enemies. I have no enemies.

I’m not going to tell you what happened when he ascended. And when he was enthroned. Except to tell you, that wherever he is, that’s where I am. And I’m never anywhere except where He is. And you know something else about me? The Father can’t find me. My Father cannot find me. My Father can’t find me, except in one place. He’s never been able to find me, anywhere, no matter where he looks, I’m not there. It doesn’t matter what His eyes fall upon, or what He sees, or what He hears, my Father cannot find me.

Except, that he finds me in His Son.

Oh, by the way, I was born on Sunday morning. I never existed before the resurrection. If I did, I can’t remember it. My birth was the womb of an empty tomb, and that’s where I began.

Oh, by the way, I was born on the day of Pentecost. On that day, my Lord completely assembled me to be shown visibly to this realm. Even though I am not part of this realm.

I don’t understand that. I’m not in this realm, and this realm is over, and I’m not part of it, and I was never in it, and I was born on the day in the tomb and I was born on the day of Pentecost but I was also in Christ before the foundation of the world and I was also that day placed visibly upon this earth, that others might see me. I’m all of that.

I’m all of that. You don’t understand that, do you? That still doesn’t keep me from being who I am. I’m something wonderful. I am beyond the understanding of this realm.