"Daddy's Waiting On You..."
About the Book
Out of the authors very own experience, came this book.
If you’ve never understood the relationship between mankind and The
Creator, then this book is a must for your spiritual enrichment.
The author in detail carries you from one level of relationship to the
next…finally reaching your pinnacle in the arms of God Himself (Daddy).
Explained is the parallel of your relationship with The Tabernacle of
Moses, and the Voyage of Israel from
Egypt to The Promise Land.
If you have a thirst and hunger which no created thing can satisfy, then
there is a place next to Daddy with answers to all of your questions.
At the conclusion of this book, you will have reached the ultimate
destination, an intimate relationship Beyond the Veil.
TEARS OF JOY
My heart and mind were set on finding out, who
was my mate? What was God’s next move for my life? How long would it take?
And where was He taking me in ministry? I had so many unanswered questions and
I was about to set out on a venture to find out the answer to every one. For
these answers, the Holy Spirit led me on a forty day fast. At this point in my
life, there were so many distractions until I could not imagine getting these
answers any other way. However, as I began this forty day fast, I did not
understand that my greatest reason for fasting would turn out to be reuniting
with Him. Somehow in the process of doing the work of the Lord, I lost contact
with the Lord of the work. I was so excited, thrilled and literally ecstatic
about this fast because I knew that I would get all of my answers. Some time
ago, I had learned that how bad you want something would be determined by what
you were willing to give up. To me, this was an extreme situation and it
required an extreme sacrifice but I was determined to give up everything. On
day three, however, something eye-wakening yet painful occurred. It became very
evident that my affection for God had deteriorated. I was talking to a very
dear friend of mine and midway in the conversation my heart became heavy. I
believe it was the heaviest it had been since coming into the body of Christ. I
said to her, “I don’t love Him anymore.” What was I basing this on? I’m sure
that everyone reading this book can identify with love in one way or another and
if not love, at least the emotions associated with it. There was a time that
when I thought of Him, my heart would go pitter-patter. The mushy feelings
would come and I would get lost somewhere in the glory. Even in corporate and
personal worship, I would find myself lying prostrate before Him in tears. But
at this point of my life, there was no lying out before Him nor were there any
more tears. I didn’t have the mushy feelings and I was not going to attempt to
conjure them up. They simply were not there. At this point, I was only going
through the motions. I said to my friend again - “I don’t love Him anymore.”
Needless to say, I went through a battle
within for the next three days. I literally felt like the
that Jesus scrutinized in the book of Revelation. Jesus said to her, out of all
the good works you do, and your labor, and your patience, and how you can’t even
deal with those folks that are evil: I still have something recorded against
have left your first love. (Revelation 2:2-4)
AT THIS POINT, I WAS ONLY GOING THROUGH THE
I SAID TO MY FRIEND AGAIN –
“I DON’T LOVE HIM ANYMORE.”
I cannot begin to tell you how bad I felt and
neither am I going to try. Had I really left my first love? How could I have
drifted so far away from Him? How did I allow my public praise and worship to
replace my private intimate time with Him? However, on day seven, to my delight,
by the grace and mercy of God, I had another conversation with my friend and in
the midst of talking about Him, every emotion and every feeling that I had ever
experienced seemed to have flooded my heart. As I continued to talk, the tears
began to flow. I said to her – “I do love Him - I really do love Him!” My
friend, I must be honest with you. All those questions that I had going into
the fast became completely absorbed in reestablishing intimacy with Daddy. None
of them mattered anymore. I began to inquire of Him as to how to create a
constant flow of communion and He revealed it as plain as day. At this point, I
realized that He desired this intimacy with me long before I came to desire it
with Him. In essence, He was waiting on me!
My instructions were to meet Him every
evening. As a husband would romance his wife, God wanted me to romance Him. I
was to create the atmosphere for love. In the natural, a husband would start
the day off with wonderful words of intimacy. Around noonday, he would call his
wife, not for a long conversation but just to let her know that she was on his
mind. He would then close the conversation with an expression of his love for
her in anticipation of seeing her later. Upon arriving home, he would greet her
with a kiss and flowers. Perhaps he would cook her favorite meal; run her bath
water at the prescribed temperature; put a slow song on; turn the lights down
low; then whisper sweet words in her ear... Hey, I believe that God allows us
to experience some things in the natural so that we can at least have an idea of
how to approach Him in the spirit. With a wife or a husband, the benefits are
wonderful but limited. With God, the benefits are out of this world. Wow!
What an experience! What did I do? I followed this same pattern in the
spirit. From sweet words of intimacy in the morning - affirming my love to Him
at noonday - to meeting Him at night. I bought every worship CD and one
specific DVD I found that I knew would create the right atmosphere to take me
into His presence. I listened to the CD’s at work and watched the DVD at night
with Him. I eliminated everything I knew of in my life that could keep me from
this experience. There wasn’t a night that I fell asleep that wasn’t preceded
with tears. Every night before going to bed I would tell Him how much I loved
Him and then I would thank Him for rekindling the fire. Every night - and I’m
not exaggerating, I felt as though it was the arms of God wrapping me securely
in His bosom rocking me to sleep. For the first time in years, I recognized my
true need for Him. Every breath that I breathed became totally dependent on
Him. My original questions changed to - What was I going to do? Where was I
going to go? How was I supposed to function? Without a word from Him, I was
lost. As babies are dependent on their parents, I was likewise dependent on
Him. I felt so helpless and inadequate in His presence. I truly needed Him -
not for a mate or a job or even ministry. I needed Him for my very existence.
At this point, I didn’t care if any of those questions were ever answered. I
simply could hardly wait for the next night of intimacy with Daddy.
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