Tabernacling with the Triune Father is not always an easy walk in the proverbial garden. It is a walk on a narrow path in beautiful surroundings. It is a walk that I look forward to every day and thank Him for every night. But…His lessons are not always the lessons I want to learn, and I get a little whiny and grumpy. Makes me wonder what kind of lessons Adam and Eve were learning as they TABERNACLED with Him face-to-face, and if they got a little whiny and grumpy as well.
I should have known that the Feast of Tabernacles would be more than just symbolic. TABERNACLING is communing in faith with the One who loves me more than I can understand. That’s why it is called faith. After all, if He gave me the word, TABERNACLE, to ponder during 2021, I really should have anticipated more hard lessons during the holy days called Feast of TABERNACLES.
“As iron sharpens iron, So a man sharpens the countenance of his friend.”Proverbs 27:17
In fact most days, if I am really being nudged by that pesky Spirit of GOD, I want to pull my hair out because I can feel all of them working at filing down those rough, iron edges of my human self with their loving iron of wisdom and truth.
Nothing has gone the way I thought it would go this week. Today even less so. The daughter and her family have bought a new home, so yesterday, I postponed my cataract surgery again since they will be right in the middle of the craziness of closing and moving – which – with COVID didn’t make me too sad. And then – – – the back brakes started squeaking, so I took the car in to be fixed. It is still there tonight.
If you know me well, you can know I was standing on my porch tonight looking up at the Father and saying, “Seriously? This is a good thing?” And did I mention – it has been raining all day – well most of the day – especially every time I took the choc lab girl out for a walk. Our towels are still wet, and I might have grumped a little more.
It was then I realized that this – the first day of the Feast of TABERNCALES was to be a day of doing nothing…a day of rest. And of course, that is when the Son laughed in my spirit and reminded me to look in m devotional journal from this morning. He then reminded me that 11 years ago, I was burying one of my choc lab girls who had been named after my mother. The special little girl that my farmboy husband had bought for me after my mother died, the 3 year old puppy who had waited for me to come home from school, laid her head in my lap, licked my hand and crossed over the rainbow bridge to all my other puppies who were waiting for her. And then, the next day, my OH home of 20 years caught fire.
Needless to say, I looked down and saw all those metal filings laying on the ground around me, and I had to smile back at Him. Iron does sharpen iron.
In 2009, He was standing with me, and in 2021, He continues to stand with me like always. That is why Our Father sent Him and the Holy Spirit to TABERNACLE with us as soon as we find His path to walk. He listens to my fears and sadness the same way He listens to my whining and grumpiness – the same way He is rejoicing and singing with me tonight. It didn’t matter to Him if it was a monstrous hill we had to climb together or a nonsense hill; He is there in case I fall – incase I need some rough edges smoothed out.
As I wrapped up the first full day of the Feast of TABERNCALES and began the second day of the Feast of TABERNCLES of 2021 at sundown, He made His presence known in our TABERNACLE. I began to rejoice at the wisdom that He taught me as we TABERNACLED together even though I can’t see Him face-to-face….even if I am whiny and grumpy – even though I am rejoicing and singing. So tonight, as I listen to Marty Goetz play the piano and sing in His House [TABERNACLE] of Worship on YouTube, I relax and know that Yeshua Ha’Mashiach has lifted my burdens just as He said.
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