My perception of Father God has changed since I wrote my books. However, not in a way that alters the concepts in them. I always thought Father lived inside me, and even though the visualization was difficult, I believed. One day he helped me via a particular vision.
This vision took me to his lap, where his comforting love was so satisfying, that I snuggled deep into his chest. While in that position, I started sinking into his chest wall and strangely popped inside. There I floated in fluid mixed with blood, but I could still breathe. Then I looked around and could see through him as though his skin was transparent. He was talking to a lady who was in tears and as he listened to her and counseled her, I watched. I could watch and hear everything he did.
Gradually, not knowing how long I would be there, I sat down cross-legged thinking I was here to learn by watching him, which I did for some time.
Afterward, I contemplated the vision and was impressed by the analogy of ‘being inside him’. Then by simply flipping the positions, I could fathom him being inside of me in the same way. From that moment forward, I had no problem ‘seeing’ him inside myself.
Many spiritual things are a struggle to perceive because we operate in physical constructs. It’s not easy to break out of that, so I was thankful for the vision. It provided a way for me to grasp the reality of him within me.
He’s helped me more than once with illustrations to open my mind to unfathomable perceptions, and I’m always grateful. He understands.
Blessings,
Faith