The Israelites had it right and they didn't even know it. They had the Tabernacle, wandering through the wilderness, picking up and then settling as 'church' wherever and whenever they stopped. That's perfect - church on the go. Every place becomes holy ground. Every day is a holy day. Just pick up and ramble on - even though you're in a desert, you're always on holy ground and living out a holy day. A rambling church.
We should be like that - rambling through life - every place a holy place. Every time a holy time. Churching it up wherever we are. Our lives are being lived out in the desert wilderness of this world. The cesspool of a society that has no regard for God or His holiness. But that's not the issue - the issue is how do we live it out. We try to carve out this one hour of holiness on a Sunday morning, but just as the Tabernacle was movable holy ground, so our Sabbaths should be movable holy time. That's what the Sabbath was anyway - a Tabernacle of Time - just as the tent itself was a Tabernacle of Space. God is giving us holiness in all dimensions and we only settle for pre-planned times and places. We've settled and grown fat.
It's time to break free and start to stretch our legs. It's time to ramble a little bit. Get this church moving. When I was younger my mother would say to me: "Why don't you go outside and blow the stink off." She was right. It's time to get the church outside and blow the stink off.
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