“…Behold, the Tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.”~Rev 21:3-4
“…the Tabernacle of God is with men…” Tonight as I was reading my nighttime devotions, these seven words swirled around me and sang deep in my soul. Over and over the WORD etched itself. Carving a niche within to rest and light this world a little more with His love.
God’s tent is with me – – – with you – – – with each and everyone of us – – – He loves us that much. Of course, the questions always follow such revelations – how is that possible? Why? And then – I kick myself in the proverbial “butt”. Why can’t “faith” be as simple as it was when I lay under a tree to talk to my Father?
The busyness of the season pushed (and continues to push) Abba to the back of my agendas so many times over the past few days. I’ve missed prayer times – – -times to grow in the WORD – – – quiet times to plead in the war room – – – and still I have felt His Tabernacle with me – every day – every step – in every word I spoke to others while the prayers of thankfulness thrummed unspoken, deeply within me.
“Here I AM” – with me – with you – – –
Regardless of the bad choices I have made and continue to make, He chooses to be with me. Even when I reject Him, He seeks me out and waits for me to open the flaps of my tent, so that He may enter and share a meal with me. Someday, I will understand how that is possible. Someday, I will understand a love that great. Someday, the questions will be silenced.
“Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled;
And still their heavenly music floats
O’er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wing,
And ever o’er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.”~”It Came Upon a Midnight Clear”
Tonight as I sat outside by the fire with the Hubby and daughters, my heart was listening to other music. Music, not from the neighbors’s bonfire festivities, but music that still issues its timeless reminder – over and over and over. All I have to do is open the flaps of my tent. Invite the Creator of the universe into my tent. His tabernacle is with me. Always. Forever. Forever and ever.
I think God has been planting seeds along my road today. Read a lot, listened to some Jewish wisdom on the OT (almost grasped the point of the lesson – still pondering), had some fantastic FB discussions, planted seeds with the grands, got lots of hugs from my “after school” students who missed me last week (due to daughter’s visit and ice storm), watched a very scary documentary on the Ukraine and Russian history (did you know Russia tortured and killed more than 7 million Ukrainians prior to WWII?), and listened to some great music via FROZEN and some classical vocal works. It makes me wonder why God was planting seeds today,how these seeds are going to grow and what they will look like when they mature?
Socrates was a philosopher/teacher. The fact that we know about him at all is due mostly to his students who carried what they learned with them into their adult lives. He would use questions to help his students gain confidence in their knowledge and gain a basic insight into the subject itself. Have to admit, I used it quite often in my classroom. Rabbi Jesus used it as well. Read through the stories and just see some of the questions He asked. The one that sticks in my mind is when He answered a question with a question: “”Why are you thinking (reasoning/questioning) these things in your hearts?” Lk 5:22. It was a Socratic question. It was a question that those of us who live by faith must answer everyday when we make a choice to take a step, stand still or reach out because for every choice (step) there will be consequences.
Today’s Jewish devotion was on Aaron’s sons. It is one of those OT stories that Christians don’t really ever understand. Why were Aaron’s sons killed because they brought gifts before God in the new tabernacle? The God who sent a new covenant to his people in the form of Jesus would never do such a thing. We don’t understand it because we don’t have the Talmud (Jewish oral traditions/wisdom) that helps explain it. There is a complicated wisdom to all of this, but to simplify it (correct me if I’m wrong, James Switzer), God created a garden where He and Adam and Eve could meet and spend time. Great place till Adam and Eve decided to try to improve everything by eating an apple and going against God’s directions. Dire consequences…Garden locked away and Adam and Eve kicked out Next time God let man build a special place (tabernacle) so that they could meet and again – with special directions for the meeting. Aaron’s sons tried to improve the prescribed way of meeting by doing it their way. Dire consequences again – dead sons, carried out of the tabernacle. But lets take it one step further – God built the first meeting place; man built the second meeting place, the first temple and the second temple (3 tries – tabernacle hidden away/temples destroyed/many killed) -all ending in dire consequences. What if God sent the final meeting place in the form of His son, and His son paid the dire consequences for all of us? A meeting of the hearts – so to speak???
Another seed is planted, give it a little fertilizer-good weather and lots of prayer and watch it grow. Mom used to sing this song, and she loved Barbara Mandrell’s version, but I think mom sang it much better. =)