We build temples. We construct edifices, to get to God. To contain Him. To Know Him. To separate us, and keep us in. While God still is wanting to shake us awake.He thunders..He quakes..to get us to scatter abroad. To let Him go free, into the world…it’s entirety.
No, we object! We refuse and ellect..our titles, our structures, our kings and priests..to do the job..created for us..to leave… To leave the temple..and go to the Mount. To the locals..the town..the crowd..to let God breathe…free
Give Jesus to the people..the world..not just your own glorious temple..your constructs, your Babel..set on a hill..built for you..in means..to reach a God who lives and moves and breathes..in all that we see.
