Peace. It’s something I’d like to wear as a garment all day long, every day. But let me be realistic. That doesn’t happen. Especially with my dramatic, melancholy personality. Some days I feel my blood pressure rising, panic on the edge of my nerves, and worry digging a hole in my stomach.
So frequently during the day, I have to visit the throne room and take a few minutes with my Savior to get reoriented. Here’s what I do.
I close my eyes and picture Jesus sitting on the throne in Heaven. Sometimes I even throw my arms around Him like a child would embrace her father. I remain in the throne room as long as I need—until I feel His never-ending peace wrapping around my soul again. And I return to the throne room as many times as necessary—even if it’s a hundred times a day.
“And he said, ‘My presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.'” Exodus 33:14
“You make known to me the path of life, in your presence there is fullness of joy, at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.” Psalm 16:11
Dear Lord, thank You that Jesus tore from top to bottom the veil that separated man from You, and we have access to You at all times. Amen.