“Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”
When I read this verse, I take comfort in the idea that God and I will be hanging together. forever. The funny thing is, at least on this side of heaven, I tend to think of having God over to my house.
God, would you come over and help me with my kids?
God, would you come over and bring some money with you?
God, would you come over and bring some peace with you?
God, would you come over and keep us safe?
When I think about having God over to my house, it seems that I think more in terms of what He can provide for me, and perhaps, how worthy I am to receive those provisions. God’s visits seem to be more about my needs and my timing.
It is such a different ball game, however, if I turn that idea around and consider going over to God’s house.
God, may I come over to your house?
God, can you make room for my kids?
God, I’ve had a rough day. May I come hang a while?
God, I never feel more safe than when I am in your house. May I stay?
It seems when I think about dwelling with God as a place I must go TO, so many things change. I think less about how worthy I am, and more about how hospitable and generous He is to share His life with me. He opens his doors to me and I am welcome anytime. His dwelling place is so powerful, I will want to stay forever and bring my loved ones with me. My visits to God’s house seem to be more about His mercy, His timing, and His love.
I am reminded that I must be willing to leave my house, and all the things I cling to. Only then will I dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
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