I want you to use your imagination for a minute.
Imagine you're visiting Washington D.C. You want to go visit the president of the United States. You mosey on up to the fence, hop over, and head on up for a little chat with the man in the Oval Office. And then you find yourself face down on the White House lawn with a mouthful of grass and the knee of a Secret Service agent in your back.
New scenario.
You're in London, and you want to see if Queen Elizabeth is as gracious as she seems. Again, you wander on up to the gate and slip past those guards. Now bear with me, because I've never been to London, so I don't know exactly what would happen. I'm pretty sure, however, you'd end up face down again, just like you did on the White House lawn.
The thing is, your reason for wanting to see the POTUS or the queen doesn't matter. Those security guys don't care. They're going to tackle first and ask questions later. And oh, boy, are they going to have questions. And even if they frisk you and search you and question you for hours, and they determine you're harmless, guess what.
They're still not letting you in.
Now imagine going before the throne of God. You just ... walk right in. You sit down at His feet. You tell Him how thankful you are for all the blessings He's given you. You pour out your heart to Him. Your worries, your cares, your fears. And then the security guards come and drag you out of ...
No. Nobody comes to take you away. He listens. He takes every word you've spoken into His heart. There are no guards. No barricades. Not even a fancy velvet rope to keep you away.
No, the only thing keeping you from approaching God on His throne ... is you.
What's stopping you?
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