There’s a place of beauty and rest in the Holy presence of Papa God.
It can come to us in a flash of lightning or streaming in like a gentle breeze.
But the result is always the same, in the sense that He is never the same, always fresh and new, desiring to bring us into new realms of glory. Papa delights in the heart that draws near to Him, the heart that seeks His lap or his enfolding arms of love.
When Heaven touches earth in this way we are forever changed. There is a longing in every heart for this kind of tangible weighty glory. We know down deep inside that His presence is where we belong and once we experience it we never want to leave.
What do we have to do to come here? That’s the mystery of the ages, He’s right here in our midst, in His people all the time without condition, without limit. We strive for new ways to “bring His presence” to “step into the throne room” when all along the Holy of holies is right with us, Holy Spirit living in us empowering us to be with Papa at any moment because we are walking in the presence. We literally speak His name with every breath. Let every breath be worship to Papa God.
