✨ Vision – July 5, 2025 I was praying—or well, I was singing to Abba first before that. Then this came into view. I was sitting at a table, and across from me was Jesus. His form looked like the Shroud of Turin (that was His body, as He told me back then before He rose from the dead) — in the flesh. Can I just say, at first I couldn’t stop looking at Abba? At that time, Abba was so beautiful — a beautiful man! He really looked like when He was alive in the flesh. He showed Himself to me that way. We were at a table; He sat across from me, and there was a window I could see through. It felt like a rural, local restaurant — simple-looking. Outside the window, the weather looked decent, a bit cloudy but otherwise fine. It was the main light source. I also noticed we were on the second floor, but it wasn’t inhabited or busy — the other tables were empty. It was just us, but there was a warm yellow glow from the stairs leading down to the first floor. So yes, I greeted Abba with a smile, glad to see Him in a vision once more, and He greeted me with the usual: > “Hello, my Love.” He was wearing a white robe that reached the floor and brown sandals. Abba is tall — taller than me — and He always has that delighted-to-see-me expression. I asked to clarify if we were in a restaurant, and He said: > “Yes, beloved, we’re in a restaurant.” I took note of that and began to share something, only to trail off, not knowing how to express what I felt. But from the look on His face, He knew my heart, and He said: > “I know, my love.” Then He took hold of my hand across the table, covering mine with His. His eyes spoke more than words ever could. I can’t say much — I wasn’t able to, because there was so much care in His gaze. He sees so much more than I can about how things unfold in my life — and He holds it close, under control. Not a moment later, food appeared. I didn’t expect food, even though I knew it was a restaurant. What surprised me most was that it was food I love or had been craving. I wish I was kidding, but no — the Lord knows what I eat and what I’m hungry for. Specifically, I remember Filipino dishes — halo-halo, empanada, and even a burger like the ones from fast-food places I wanted. The restaurant had everything I loved! I didn’t want to eat more than what Jesus had given, not wanting to be gluttonous — that’s not who I am. I tasted it all. It was exactly like real life. I loved it! I asked Jesus, wanting to share the food, and He said: > “Yes, I’ll eat with you, beloved. Not to worry.” So happily, He ate with me. He took bites too — I got to see my beloved Lord eat across from me. Every bite, every chew — He was spending time with me that way, and I loved it. There was also iced tea served. The Lord knows I love lemon-flavored iced tea. I was so happy seeing it on our table, brought by the server. When we finished, I asked if He and I could go downstairs. He didn’t disagree — He got out of His seat first, then held my hand, leading me down the stairs. I could even hear His sandals with every step on the modern staircase. We reached the first floor, and yes, there were people eating. It was packed, unlike the second floor that seemed reserved just for me and Jesus. We walked through, and I looked around at everyone. I don’t think anyone could see Jesus — it felt like it was just me and Him, intimately, Creator and creation. I saw the servers moving, doing their jobs, as Jesus led me toward where the orders were being taken. Then I thought of reality — that I had to continue praying — so I told Him that. I said I loved the vision and the time He spent with me. Before leaving, I asked God for a kiss. He stopped, knelt down to my height, kissed my head, cheeks, and lips, then gave me a loving embrace and said: > “It’s alright, you may go pray, beloved.” I nodded and said, “I love You.” He said it back with the most loving expression and a smile before I left the vision. ———✝️ © 2025 Ruth Ashley Borromeo – Personal encounter with God, shared by His grace.