Learning to think like a daughter of the King, sometimes takes adjusting.

I learned over the years, to be strong and independent.  It’s not that those things are bad… It is just that I need to learn to completely trust and rely on the love of my Father God. To live, act, and trust as a child of the King, rather than a orphan.

As I walked into church this morning, I felt the loving embrace of my Heavenly Father. He showed me a picture, and spoke to my heart.  He said, “I am clearing the table. I am cancelling all my appointments for you. Come my precious daughter.”

I saw a picture of the kitchen table, in the house I grew up in, that my earthly father would sit at each evening after work, and all day Saturdays and Sundays. It was where he drank, read the paper, played crossword puzzles, studied the horseraces, listened to loud music, and watched TV, all at the same time. There was no room to put your plate down, or sit and do homework or whatever. It was his space, and it was full of stuff saying, “Occupied. Busy. Can’t see you or hear you, and don’t want to.”

God showed me today, His big hand, swiping across the table, clearing away all the papers, and stuff piled on the table. Then I saw Him, my Father God,  sitting at the table waiting for me. There was a empty chair across from Him. It was for me. He said, “Come to the table. Talk to me, share with me. Ask me anything. I have all the time in the world for you.”

My dear friends,  this is our God. This is who He is. He is compassionate, and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in love.  He is no respecter of persons.  This is just who He is. He is all loving, all knowing, all available, all merciful, welcoming us HOME.

What a amazing miracle to be called children of the creator of the universe. He desires relationship with us above everything else.

“He will call upon Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble. I will rescue him, and honor him.” Psalm 91:15

That we might know Him….