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A permanent resident

After the fall, God would visit people. Moses and the burning bush, etc.

But God would prefer to not be a visitor in your life, but would like to be a permanent resident in your life. Emmanuel: God with us.

There's only one seat at a place where God habituates that He will accept, and that's the throne. As a permanent dwelling place, given to God to stay in your life.

Think about a guest coming to your house, and the guest wanting to sit in your favorite chair. It wouldn't be hard
To let them sit in that chair because you know they will eventually leave. But would you give up your favorite chair permanently for God?



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