What am I standing before? Is it idols I have created and worship or is it my ABBA - sitting on His Throne. The Almighty. The Eternal. What do I place my faith, my hope, my joy, my all in? Do I go before Him each day and crawl up into His lap? Do I take for granted that He delights in me? That all He desires is "me"? "Me" to come before Him continually? To share "me" with Him?
My ABBA isn't sitting on a Throne away from me. He sits on a Throne that includes me. It's my choice to act upon His outstretched arms. Arms which want nothing more than to encircle me. Arms which want nothing more than to hold me next to His Heart.
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Deby, we are 'neighbors' this week at Jennifer Lee's "Tell His Story" link up. I was just thinking last week about the fact that God wants us to call Him 'Abba' and how many of us call him something more formal....when he really wants to be our Daddy. :-)
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