A poem about the Glory of God.

Flopping into Abba Father’s lap.

New life flows when God is in the atmosphere.

Let your vision, calling, or purpose marinate in Glory Love because if it is God breathed, you will succeed.

Soaking in His Glory Presence, I climb into Father’s Lap so I can hear his heartbeat.

Success starts one seed at a time.

Arms wide open, I knew that I would receive a download straight from the Father’s Heart.

Teach me to soak with the angels in glory rest.

It amazes me that God longs for our love, not because He needs it, but because He Loves us intimately and He wants us to fall in love with Him. He Loves us crazy.

He longs to be my everything.