If I want to see everything in the Father and the Father in everything. I must practice. Though it seems that this would be the most natural thing, the simplest thing, how inclined we are to blindness (willful or thoughtless). His love, His joy, His peace, His mercy and grace and faithfulness are there, always. Why would I ever choose to see any differently? If I know the truth (and I do know it), why would I ever not see Him? Measuring the moments of my day, staying awake to His glory, His presence is the crucial thing. It's also the joyful thing. And so I practice.
Come, Thou Fount. Tune my heart to sing Thy grace.
For the streams of Your mercy are never ceasing ♥