I’m wearing another new ring and a new name, and living in a new home in a new town as a newly-wed, and yet it all feels strangely normal, so that the weirdness we’ve most often remarked on, these last two weeks, is how un-weird it is.
Beside our front door, a cross-stitch from a sweet friend reminds of the last verse of Psalm 23: Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the LORD forever.”
We go in and out, and His goodness and mercy follow — though some day or other we’re sure to walk through the valley of the shadow of death, that mercy and that goodness shall follow us, even there.
Yet in or out, living in this cozy apartment with a braided rug on the scuffed wooden floor, or living under fluorescent lighting on the other side of the world, there’s a very real sense in which we’re dwelling in the house of the Lord already.
Because forever was going on before time started, and He who chose us in Him before the foundation of the world knows us beyond the time when the mountains will be cast into the heart of the sea.
He names Himself Emmanuel, God with us, and in Him we are being built into a spiritual house — we ourselves, living stones in the house of God, forever.
Oh dwell here, little sheep: this house, forever, is home.
Today I link with Kate Motaung at Heading Home for her Five Minute Friday prompt, dwell. Use the “dwell” button above to head over to her site and read what others have written on the topic.
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