“For a just man falleth seven times, and riseth up again: but the wicked shall fall into mischief” (Proverbs 24:16).

I’ve recently woken up from a deep sleep, and a near fatal fall.  I was in the Lord’s palace, adorned as a princess of the Most High, able to come in and out of His presence as I chose…but my heart was wicked.  I did not value the riches of His Kingdom, and took His love for granted.  I traded my royal garments for a place in the world.  Attracted by the lights, the pleasures of sin and the lies of the enemy, I forsook my cross.

I don’t know how long I was asleep for, but in the Lord’s palace, I was missed.  He did not give up on me, nor withdraw the search party.  His presence followed me, and kept me safe.  His counsel came when I sought it, and He let me know I was still loved.  Because my heart was hard, I refused to see that I was hurting Him.  I told myself that I was just having fun, that I can’t be so serious and religious all the time…

Read more at http://blog.ufuomaee.org/coming-back-to-the-father/