In His Quietness

The Father says to us come... Can you envision Him sitting in a beautiful garden, in the cool of the morning? The birds are singing, the sun is beginning to peek up over the horizon, and the morning haze is lifting. You can hear the sounds of a rippling brook in the background, you walk into the clearing, and there He is patting the place next to Him as He beckons you to come sit with me awhile.