Filling the House

“The priests brought the ark of the covenant of the Lord to its place, in the inner sanctuary of the house, in the Most Holy Place, underneath the wings of the cherubim… And when the priests came out of the Holy Place (for all the priests who were present had consecrated themselves, without regard to their divisions,  and all the Levitical singers, Asaph, Heman, and Jeduthun, their sons and kinsmen, arrayed in fine linen, with cymbals, harps, and lyres, stood east of the altar with 120 priests who were trumpeters; and it was the duty of the trumpeters and singers to make themselves heard in unison in praise and thanksgiving to the Lord), and when the song was raised, with trumpets and cymbals and other musical instruments, in praise to the Lord, ‘For he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever,’ the house, the house of the Lord, was filled with a cloud, so that the priests could not stand to minister because of the cloud, for the glory of the Lord filled the house of God.” 2 Chronicles 5:7,11-14

Does the great and personal God by His Spirit fill my house? Does praise befitting this worthy King fill my moments, His light fill my countenance and view? If so, then His glory will fill and shine and be so obvious none can see me without seeing Him.

The temple was complete, and Solomon assembled the eager, consecrated priests to transport and place the ark of the Lord in its designated Most Holy Place. He went before them making sacrifices, leading a royal procession of all Israel’s congregation. We can imagine the beauty of the voices in joyful unison, accompanied by trumpets, cymbals, harps and lyres, filling this magnificent new temple, then the cloud of glory beginning– seeping, rising– to fill the lofty space.

Sunset, December

What a picture we have here of God, transforming our life spaces. When I am on the altar and He in His rightful place, His might and glory are reflected everywhere. His power and peace cloud over concerns and fears, His compassion and lovingkindness encompass regrets and deep pain, His palpable comfort and hope replace sorrows and despair. When we fill our vision with Him, His wisdom shines in our confusion and need; when we praise and thank Him, His beauty overtakes all we see as broken because He sees it as redeemed.

O God, captivate my attention and every affection and fill me with You! Bring the cloud of Your presence to consume each thought, offering, and word with praise and thanksgiving to You alone. Make my life Your resplendent dwelling place, where worship defines my activity, and where, in unison with others, I reflect Your glory in Your church, and outsiders take note of You.

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