Playing in the Oval Office.

For through him we both have access by one Spirit unto the Father. (Ephesians 2:18)

The closest that I have ever come to royalty is when I stood a foot away from Rosie Schook, the Oxford Wildcat Snow Queen back in 1971. I tingled.

I cannot imagine standing in a King’s or Queen’s presence. I cannot imagine being around royalty. However, I had better get over my standoffishness because in the not too distant future I will be entering into the presence of the King of kings! Christ death and resurrection assured me that I have access into God the Father presence.

I am so glad that Paul put the word, “Father” there and not king, ruler or potentate. “Father” has such a wonderful sound to it. I am not just entering into the Ruler of the Universe’s presence. That Ruler is my Father! Oh the freedom.

I remember pictures from my childhood, of Caroline and Jon Jon Kennedy in the Oval Office. There they were, just little tykes, in the office of the most powerful man in the world. They were running and jumping and being little kids. What made that behavior appropriate was the fact that it was their Father’s office. He was that powerful ruler.

I can’t wait to run into my Father’s outstretched arms. I don’t know how that will feel but I am looking forward to it. He knows my weaknesses, idiosyncrasies and troubles yet He loves me just the same. He has given me His Spirit as the guarantee that I will be able to play in His Oval office one day. I got dibs on the spot under his desk!

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