14 day plan

Glory Box: The Covenantal Chest

Day 2 of 14

NIV

Psalms 132:7-9

7“Let us go to his dwelling place,

let us worship at his footstool, saying,

8‘Arise, Lord, and come to your resting place,

you and the ark of your might.

9May your priests be clothed with your righteousness;

may your faithful people sing for joy.’ ”

Reflection:  God’s Footstool

‘[King Solomon said] “But will God really dwell on earth? The heavens, even the highest heaven, cannot contain you. How much less this temple I have built!”’ I Kings 8:27, NIV

Darkness. In the beginning was darkness.

                God in all glory but unrevealed.

                No senses, no language, no limits.

Light: darkness shot through with glory

                And it is good. Not better, but good.

                It’s glory hinted in the language of waves

                The sense of sight

                The light of life

Cosmos awash in waves.

Glory then gashes between the swell

                Peels back the canopy

                And anchors God in the universe between the waters.

Heaven – a place for glory

This, a footstool.

With a footing in creation God spreads his limitless canvas

                And with extravagant gesture gathers medium and matter.

Substance becomes order.

He breathes vitality and It is good

Creation, however abundant with good, can’t contain the Creator. Sovereign, he sits. He rests. Supreme, on his cosmic throne, he rests the soles of his feet in the tabernacle-tent. A footstool. Astoundingly, graciously…here in this tiny house he promises to be near to his worshipping covenant people. Infinite God humbles himself, brothers and sisters! This is no ordinary ‘god’. Revel in this squint-at-a-hint of our humble King.

What particular plea will you leave in the lap of our humble King today?

Prayer:   Alleluia! King eternal, you the Lord of lords we own: Alleluia! Born of Mary, earth your footstool, heaven your throne: You within the veil, have entered, robed in flesh, our great High Priest… Intercessor, friend of sinners, earth’s Redeemer, hear our plea. (Hymn by W. Chatterton Dix)

Psalms 132:1-18

Psalm 132

A song of ascents.

1Lord, remember David

and all his self-denial.

2He swore an oath to the Lord,

he made a vow to the Mighty One of Jacob:

3“I will not enter my house

or go to my bed,

4I will allow no sleep to my eyes

or slumber to my eyelids,

5till I find a place for the Lord,

a dwelling for the Mighty One of Jacob.”

6We heard it in Ephrathah,

we came upon it in the fields of Jaar:

7“Let us go to his dwelling place,

let us worship at his footstool, saying,

8‘Arise, Lord, and come to your resting place,

you and the ark of your might.

9May your priests be clothed with your righteousness;

may your faithful people sing for joy.’ ”

10For the sake of your servant David,

do not reject your anointed one.

11The Lord swore an oath to David,

a sure oath he will not revoke:

“One of your own descendants

I will place on your throne.

12If your sons keep my covenant

and the statutes I teach them,

then their sons will sit

on your throne for ever and ever.”

13For the Lord has chosen Zion,

he has desired it for his dwelling, saying,

14“This is my resting place for ever and ever;

here I will sit enthroned, for I have desired it.

15I will bless her with abundant provisions;

her poor I will satisfy with food.

16I will clothe her priests with salvation,

and her faithful people will ever sing for joy.

17“Here I will make a horn grow for David

and set up a lamp for my anointed one.

18I will clothe his enemies with shame,

but his head will be adorned with a radiant crown.”