How Can I Walk Up To His Presence

One might be facing a devastating event and call upon the Name of Jesus, and faithfully His Voice, His wonders come in like a flood for us to behold.  But what about those who want to walk up to this place and wonder about at will.  How is this done?  How can I come boldly to the throne...?  How can I 'be in' His presence? 

Think about
'Inside' His presence, 
inside His Name, the kingdom of my Lord named Jesus.  

Eyes to see Poppa and to feel love created so advanced beyond us but we can go and come back to tell about it.  Inside His presence, inside His Name, Jesus, the simplicity of amazement, where the body designed to last me only while upon earth, has not my thoughts.  

Walk with me, walk slowly and move only as the wind blows.  

Lean forward and He will show you how His love comes.  

Listen for whispers and not the banging of demands. 

Look before you as if a door, His door, His line you want to cross.  Walk to it and look around.  No need to hurry for it is always there.  Ponder what might be inside.  Allow the gift of imagination have you as He awakes in excitement of who has come to dine with Him.  See Him lighting candles (pathways) as He turns on all the possible encouragements about you to stay - and dare to knock. 

See Him calling for assigned angels to make preparations for the room you will enter.  Have you enjoyed the longing to know?  Tell Him.  Have you enjoyed the curiosity of what this could be all about?  Tell Him.  

Feel His yearning for you to come.  Feel His eyes piercing with a burn He dreams you will be so encounter by, that you make Him ‘your’ choice.  His toes begin to wiggle, His shoulders pull back and for a second He closes His eyes to imagine you in His arms; in His kingdom His son, Jesus, walked out for you, for now – not just for the here-after.  

For Poppa is, was, always will be, and it was a grand day when His decision was made to create you.  For these moments He did so, and with this, He burst forth in song over you.  Now as always has been, so relaxed in His own love, He has confidence that never falters, He lifts His song of you higher as a dance is what His heart orders.  

The wind of His dance fans the flame you feel and your yearning takes steps forward, for how can a heart not be excited of such life pumping within.  

You cross over. You stop - not knowing what to expect, but wanting to ‘feel’ what drawing closer gives to your sensitive emotions; looking around for emotions that taste like none other.  

For His tangible presence travel all around you!  Closer, now so much closer, it’s as if you feel you’re breathing much softer, which is odd for before you hardly notice you have been breathing.  He is inside.  

Often something reminds you of your earthly humanity, and you moan you lost the presence of Holy.  But that yearning, this pain of loss, takes you right back to where you were – there inside.  Inside His presence and all the nerves of your body gives sigh of such a place.

Inside, now inside, you may weep or leap, but most react in some humanly fashion.  Being human becomes secondary to being spiritual, and what comes out of your mouth from your heart fascinates you in a new way.  Now, you speak to hear yourself - rather than speak to be heard.  Enlightened, you realize when you have seen/heard others in this place, it isn't their right or wrong, it is ‘His love’ that took them here.  You realize the door you imagine is your heart not open, with His love knocking in constancy for entrance. 

If you are new to this place, you fight with your mind to stay for it knows you well and you do not deserve such a visit of Holy and facts will rise up to remind you.  But as this place begins to saturate with the mysteries of Poppa God’s love, your own royalty or famine you tag yourself as being, fades; and deliverance for the richest and poorest become on ground level with Him.

His first question is almost like a little child awaiting with so much excitement, you find it amazingly simple; yet your own mind fills with more complex thoughts racing than you can keep up with. 

He asks, “What can I do for you?”  

Overwhelmed with His love, a conversation begins. Here, inside His presence, you melt.