There on a dusty mountain top is a building. When you enter the building the first time it is cold and quiet, matching the air outside almost perfectly. Then a friend comes from behind the curtain, arms open, smiling, and a low hum stirs the air. Work begins and the hum grows louder. Soon every inch of the building is occupied by the sweetest spirit that has ever been-even if the people involved don't smell so good.
The glory of the Lord filled the tabernacle. It was so intense not even Moses could go in when it settled. There was no way for man to be near that glory. Now through our Jesus we can catch a glimpse of the glory. Our hearts leap in response to the spirit filling the sanctuary. We step outside of ourselves for one brief moment sliced from the space time continuum. Outside of ourselves and into the love of the Father. Wow
This weekend we welcomed in the New Year on that dusty mountain top with 300+ students and a bunch of "grown ups". We experienced the spirit filling the tabernacle. The experience was amazing, life changing, and I pray that we get to be part of it again. A year is a long time to wait but barely time to prepare our hearts and minds for the experience.
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