He’s Waiting…

A couple year ago, while spending time in Heaven, Jesus asked me if I want to spend time with Papa God. I had spent time praying and heard His voice on many occasions but had never pursued seeing Him. I realize I had this unspoken mindset that I didn’t have access to Him.

Jesus took me inside a mountain and showed me the direction to go. At the center of this mountain, a wise priestly looking man stood. Although he never said his name, I perceived him to be Melchizedek. There was a river of life flowing four ways and I felt it’s current going the direction Jesus was inviting me to go. However before me was this really large rock wall. Melchizedek indicated that this wall was the lies I believed about what divided me from God the Father.

He asked what I believed separated me from God. Words began to come from me that were deep Father wounds that I didn’t even realize were there or I had never spoken before.

Jesus took hold of my hand and said, “Now what is the truth. Sing the truth of your Father’s love”

Words that were opposite of my own began to rise from my spirit in a song:

He Loves me. He delights in Me. I am beautiful in His eyes. I am seated with Him in Heavenly Places. He delighted in me His daughter.

I felt the power behind these words and it was like it was shaking the inside of this mountain in a powerful way. This wall began to crumble the more I would say.

Then I finally saw Him. He wasn’t waiting on His throne in this moment. He was waiting for me in a place of quietness. My favorite place to be.

Beyond the crumbled wall of lies, Papa was sitting on the mountain side looking across Eden. He had on a flannel shirt and was so relaxed yet was so full of glory and love at the same time. His hair was white as was his beard but very well trimmed and His face was so warm and full of life and deep wisdom and love.

I ran to him from behind and I suddenly was this child maybe eight years of age. I remember running and wrapping my arms around Him. He flipped me over His shoulder, cuddled, tickled, and kissed me so deeply.

I looked up and saw tears in His eyes as He said, “I am so glad you finally came. I love you, Susan.” 

I was so overwhelmed by this moment. From this point forward my perspective of my Heavenly Father had changed. He is so loving towards His Sons and Daughters. Wanting us to come to Him like children longing for Daddy’s attention.

Not only does He have so much to give, He receives so much pleasure in our desire to spend time with Him. Go to Him! He is waiting!

Behold what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called children of God; and such we are. For this cause the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not. Beloved, now are we children of God, and it is not yet made manifest what we shall be. We know that, if he shall be manifested, we shall be like him; for we shall see him even as he is. And every one that hath this hope set on him purifieth himself, even as he is pure.1 John 3:1-3 ASV