There’s no place like home….

Home. Mi casa, su casa. I am a little tired of living out of a suitcase, and feel rather like the tortoises in next door’s garden, home being where the legs give way.
The inscription to Psalm 84 is “according to The Gittith” which is thought to be an eight-stringed instrument very much like a guitar. Talented chap, King David. Might have been fun to pick along with, particularly since he seemed so in touch with God. When he talked about the ‘dwelling place’ of God, he meant the Temple, the building in Jerusalem where Shekinah was. The word is feminine..interesting, that. In the holy of holies within the Temple was a strange and mysterious light which marked the presence of God. Back to Holy Fire again. I was with a friend the other day, playing a few riffs on my old guitar, and got quite caught up in a song I hadn’t heard for a long time; ‘Outrageous Grace’.. my small Holy of Holies for that moment, finding the ‘dwelling place’…

Here’s the lyrics, in case you’ve forgotten them. Thanks to Godfrey Birtill

THERE’S A LOT OF PAIN, but a lot more healing
There’s a lot of trouble but a lot more peace
There’s a lot of hate but a lot more loving
There’s a lot of sin but a lot more grace

Oh outrageous grace
oh outrageous grace
Love unfurled by heaven’s hand
Oh outrageous grace
oh outrageous grace
Through my Jesus I can stand

There’s a lot of fear but a lot more freedom
There’s a lot of darkness but a lot more light
There’s a lot of cloud but a lot more vision
There’s a lot of perishing but a lot more life
There’s an enemy
That seeks to kill what it can’t control
It twists and turns
Making mountains out of molehills
But I will call on my Lord
Who is worthy of praise
I run to Him and I am saved

Ah, well. Ramblings over for another night.

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2 thoughts on “There’s no place like home….

  1. I wonder how, indeed, God might see ‘Home’ to be..his home…and do I mean heaven, or His presence? No, I refer to that place, or state, of stillness and peace, of belonging and being, of relationship and rest. Why do I think that may be of any significance? because finding and being ‘at home’is one of the deepest yearnings of our hearts, and, as made in the image of God, we relect his own characteristics (albeit imperfectly and inadequately)…so, what do you think – would God himself (or herself [smile!] ) consider the Holy of Holies as ‘Home’???

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