“The Word became a human and lived among us” (John 1:14). I’ve heard that read a lot at Christmas. It’s talking about the time Jesus came into this world as a baby, to eventually grow into a man who would take our punishment when He died on the cross. Hold that thought.
Some time later, when Jesus had gone into heaven and the Holy Spirit had been sent to fill His followers with power so they could tell others about Him, one of those followers (a man called Paul) was on his travels, searching for a place to talk about Jesus. “Paul and his companions travelled throughout the region of Phrygia and Galatia, having been kept by the Holy Spirit from preaching the word in the province of Asia. When they came to the border of Mysia, they tried to enter Bithynia, but the Spirit of Jesus would not allow them to” (Acts 16:6-7). I have a body; I also have a spirit. What this is saying is that Jesus’ Spirit is the Holy Spirit.
If the Holy Spirit is the Spirit of Jesus and Jesus is the Word who became flesh, then it stands to reason that when Spirit and Word collide, you get Jesus … and where Jesus presences Himself, that’s the place I want to be.