Welcome Home
As I knelt before my LORD fear struck me violently, I dear not look into the eyes of my LORD my GOD. As He approached I knelt even lower, I could feel the ever-consuming fire of HIS GLORY, HIS GLORY was fierce and violent, consuming everything not pure and holy, it was unquenchable. He called my name, HE called me to come, I was filled with fear I could not move. HE walked towards me, with ever step HIS presents consumed me more and more, the fear became overwhelming and uncontrollable. He stood over me and again HE called my name, but I dare not look for I am in the presents of my KING, the KING of the universe and HIS all-consuming GLORY. HE called my name again, yes PAPA I replied. HE said, I want you to stand, I can’t PAPA for fear has overwhelmed me. So HE knelt before me, lifted my head and asked, MY son why are you filled with such fear, I replied, PAPA I have been unjust, I have done great evil, and most of all I have hung you on a cross. Then HE asked, are you afraid of Death? No PAPA, I replied. Then what is it HE asked? I’m afraid of never seeing YOUR GLORY, never standing in YOUR presents, never knowing YOUR LOVE. Then with a smile my PAPA said, you are seeing MY GLORY, you are standing in MY presents, and you will know MY LOVE for you.
Welcome home MY son, MY prince.
