Even Loops Have A Purpose
Exodus 25-30
“Make the tabernacle with ten curtains of finely twisted linen and blue, purple and scarlet yarn, with cherubim worked into them by a skilled craftsman. All the curtains are to be the same size-twenty-eight cubits long and four cubits wide” (Exodus 26:1-2)
I admit it. Reading through the chapters in Exodus which detail the construction of the Tabernacle is, well, mind-numbing. Loops and clasps, boards, sockets, pillars, almond blossoms, curtains, poles, pegs and hooks and bands and . . . .
It never seems to stop.
For a people who spent generations slogging through mud pits to make bricks for Pharaoh’s empire, such precision, such detail must have seemed burdensome.
Then I noticed something I’d not seen in my many times reading through these “better-than-a-sleeping-pill” chapters.
I noticed precision.
Every loop had its place. Every socket a reason. Every curtain and hammered blossom and length of thread and slice of wood a purpose.
Do you sometimes feel like you’re slogging through a meaningless existence? We spend our days fighting traffic, paying bills, washing dishes, punching time clocks. We wake up, go to work, return home, go to bed, wake up and start all over.
It never seems to stop.
But children of the almighty, omnipresent and omniscient Father can trust, as we live what might seem “sleeping-pill” monotony, every loop has its place. Every socket a reason.
The Tabernacle -- built of loops and sockets and wood and thread -- was the place God met His people. And our Father has not changed in the last several millenia. He still meets us, even as we slog through traffic jams, punching clocks, washing dishes.
If we wonder about that -- and I have at times -- perhaps we need to quiet ourselves long enough for His glory to have a chance to settle into our tabernacles.
I'll share some thoughts about that some another time.
rich
RNmaffeo@aol.com
“Make the tabernacle with ten curtains of finely twisted linen and blue, purple and scarlet yarn, with cherubim worked into them by a skilled craftsman. All the curtains are to be the same size-twenty-eight cubits long and four cubits wide” (Exodus 26:1-2)
I admit it. Reading through the chapters in Exodus which detail the construction of the Tabernacle is, well, mind-numbing. Loops and clasps, boards, sockets, pillars, almond blossoms, curtains, poles, pegs and hooks and bands and . . . .
It never seems to stop.
For a people who spent generations slogging through mud pits to make bricks for Pharaoh’s empire, such precision, such detail must have seemed burdensome.
Then I noticed something I’d not seen in my many times reading through these “better-than-a-sleeping-pill” chapters.
I noticed precision.
Every loop had its place. Every socket a reason. Every curtain and hammered blossom and length of thread and slice of wood a purpose.
Do you sometimes feel like you’re slogging through a meaningless existence? We spend our days fighting traffic, paying bills, washing dishes, punching time clocks. We wake up, go to work, return home, go to bed, wake up and start all over.
It never seems to stop.
But children of the almighty, omnipresent and omniscient Father can trust, as we live what might seem “sleeping-pill” monotony, every loop has its place. Every socket a reason.
The Tabernacle -- built of loops and sockets and wood and thread -- was the place God met His people. And our Father has not changed in the last several millenia. He still meets us, even as we slog through traffic jams, punching clocks, washing dishes.
If we wonder about that -- and I have at times -- perhaps we need to quiet ourselves long enough for His glory to have a chance to settle into our tabernacles.
I'll share some thoughts about that some another time.
rich
RNmaffeo@aol.com
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