GOD Speaks Sign Language (01-18-2013 True Then, True Now)
Friday,
January 18, 2013
During worship the Lord let me see that we are in the temple and we are His instruments. We are dressed in priestly robes. We are His implements (basins, lavers, lamps) in His tabernacle.
God speaks sign language. Today there is a loving rebuke in His mouth. A word of correction so that errors are corrected and the direction fully turned from the reflection of self in the mirror (how do I look? Who sees me? Am I perfect?) but instead there is a reverent looking into His face that changes our focus rightly upon Him.
Tonight, we sing, ‘You are my reward.’ Are we
satisfied with Him? The Levites had no better reward than service to God. The
Canaanite land of promise was for Israel’s children but the Levites had no
property, personal possession, or separate identity apart from their holy
orders. They were ministers who lived to be always ready to serve.
During worship the Lord let me see that we are in the temple and we are His instruments. We are dressed in priestly robes. We are His implements (basins, lavers, lamps) in His tabernacle.
God speaks sign language. Today there is a loving rebuke in His mouth. A word of correction so that errors are corrected and the direction fully turned from the reflection of self in the mirror (how do I look? Who sees me? Am I perfect?) but instead there is a reverent looking into His face that changes our focus rightly upon Him.
Aren’t we
lavers?
Aren’t we basins?
Aren’t our prayers incense?
Aren't our bodies are to be
laying prostrate upon the altar sacrificed?
Our lives are singing an anthem. Our
lives are inaudible proofs of our worship anthem.
You are a verse. I am a
verse. Each one of us is singing a verse. The anthem has multiple stanzas and
each of our daily choices is the song we are singing before a single word is
uttered.
Levite sons and daughters begat Levite sons and
daughters. This service to God is our heritage. What we give to our sons and
daughters is not just college or money but this willing service to God. Today
ministering angels come to attend us to give us fresh coals to make this fire
burn clean and fervent. Before the harvest Jesus thoroughly cleanses and purges
His threshing-floor. His blood cleanses. His Spirit baptizes. His fire burns
away all flesh. We drink the wine of His glad joy. Our countenance is anointed
not so we shine but so that we reflect His glory in the sanctuary.
We are His sanctuary.
Here (with hand upon our belly)
in our inner man we are to be filled with the glory of the Lord. In our homes
we commune with Him. This sanctuary is where the people will come to be made
new in Jesus. Does the cloud we see in the temple smell of flesh? Or does the
fragrance in the temple smell as a sweet aroma to His nostril? He knows what is a fragrance, and what is odious.
Let’s not offer any strange fire but a fit,
right, true God-honoring offering to please Him alone.
Feel
free to shine,
One
Light
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