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"I performed nightly visits into the Lord’s presence, entry into what I refer to as the temple, where I seek repentance for my sins and humble myself. I spoke to him as though I was speaking to my Father, The King. I asked for his forgiveness, for anything I may have done wrong against his heart, whether unknowingly or not. I told him that I do not want to be in his presence without being cleansed. I humbled myself by acknowledging that I cannot do anything when not in his presence, without his grace, his mercy, and power; without his divine wisdom. I voiced that I can achieve nothing without his presence, his will, power, knowledge, and strategies. Wherever he may send me to speak or perform acts of duty for his glory, I need him to be with me. I imagine myself being at the foot of the cross, at the site of his crucifixion. In those last moments before Jesus dies. I bow down and cry to him, to thank him for what he has done on my behalf. I thank him for every drop of his precious blood shed for me; which I do not deserve. I I look at his face and see the love my father has for me. I then cover myself in his blood, shed upon the ground beneath the cross, performing a ritual of sorts, in order to gain access to his presence. I knew that without his precious blood there is no entry."