For the Feast of Unleavened Bread, I spent time with the Father every day imagining myself in the tabernacle. I’ve done this for several years because there’s a pattern of it commanded in Leviticus 8, where the priests are being consecrated for service. They eat unleavened bread and spend seven days at the entrance of The Holy Place. I wish I had seven days, but I spent several hours there that week. Most of that time I was face down, imagining YHVH’s presence