Being in God's Presence is a lot of what I am after. Actually, when I think about I am constantly trying to figure what will bring me really, really close, like vibrant close. Howver, I haven't yet been able to OFTEN have his palpable Presence.
Never the less here are the things I do to get close (some better than others):
1) Try to find, understand and obey every command of Christ. The so called "beattitudes" are a good start. God likes obedience. Oswald Chambers called obedience "dynamite"!
2) Thanks, praise, dance (I like instrumental jazz), bible study,praying, quite listening, inviting Jesus to fill me with the Holy Spirit, telling Jesus he may even control my mind, body and tongue, and asking him to give me his worship.
Believe it or not, obedience seems to be the hottest way to get close. I just read my Bible, and ask God to help me obey the stuff he shows me in it.
Fasting food is hard for me, since I am diabetic. However for short times, it's good.
One of the neatest, and coolest Presence experiences I had was just before I took off to serve at this very short once a week volunteer visiting thing I was doing at a local hospital, through their pastoral care office. I was at home just sitting and praising and kinda listening for God, when a little mini vision appeared right before my eyes, with my eyes opened. It looked like a page of paper burning from behind, burning a hole, in which I could see something like a motion picture showing through the hole, lots of activity. I was so caught off guard, and excited, I couldn't make out exactly what was in the hole. Except then beams of golden light came pouring out of the hole towards me. I could see beautiful rays, and with it I felt like streaming Holy joy pouring out towards. It was very refreshing and uplifting. As the light faded to my surprise I could smell what smelled light crushed orchid blossoms streaming out in a very faint...and then it was over. I was very joyful, and I prayed and asked God what it meant...it was just God saying he was with me, that he loved me.
However, when I got to the hospital in the next hour,I was anticipating doing poorly with the patients since I had forgot to pray for God's blessings to perform well. Well, to make a long story short, without saying hardly anything at all, it was the most effective, uplifting visiting I ever experienced. The patients said they saw me as pastor, even though I told them I was not, and profusely confessed, and repented about stuff, and thanked me very gushily. I knew it was God's Presence, not me. I learned something really big about ministering in Christ's name.
--desperate