Consider the imagery that comes with Kingdom. Majesty. Reverence. Awe. Sometimes that brings about feelings of coldness and separation. There’s a King, the Mighty Leader, the One reserved for our worship, and then there’s the rest of us. There’s the pomp and circumstance, and we're merely spectators lining up on the road aching for just the sight of our King. Distance. Him and us. That’s the imagery I can personally sometimes feel. Not our King though, Friends. Our King is a personable Father.