I want the perople of Israel to build me a sacred residence where I can live among them. (Exodus 25:8 NLT)
For many years our family went camping in the Ozarks of Missouri. I recall one occasion when we were camping at Table Rock lake down near Branson when a tornado came through the area. We had no choice but to take refuge in the tent while the rain and wind beat upon us. The next morning we found three of our railroad spikes (tent pegs) pulled out of the rock-like ground. The tent survived the storm and so did we.
God commissioned Moses to build him a moveable tent. His tent was an invitation for the people to meet with him. The entire plan for the building was given to Moses while on mount Sinai. When the tent was finsihed and consecrated God came down and inhabited the Holy of Holies.
For us, God has established his mobile home in our hearts. No matter where we go, or what we do, he is always with us. You don 't have to be in a tent or in a church because God is omnipresent -- meaning everywhere at the same time. All you have to do is lift your eyes to Jesus and call upon his name.
Thought for the day: God doesn't live in a mobile home park -- he's in our hearts.