A Journey In The Wilderness: A Woman’s Walk Through The Tabernacle


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A Journey In The Wilderness: A Woman’s Walk Through The Tabernacle
© Piper Green  2003-2018


Chapter 1 The Tabernacle:

The Court and the Gate Exodus 27: 9-19; Exodus 38: 9-20

The Altar of Worship
As I come, I can see oh God, I can see Your gate,
I see the altar to lay down all that You hate
It is at this Bronze Altar I come to pray
And to hear all You have to say
My eyes look upon it with holy fear
I look and see, and long to draw near

The Lord said, I too long for you to come and see
But I will not take parts of you one, two, or three
I want your whole life consecrated it must be

I tried to make my way past this Bronze Altar
To only find that in my struggle falter
Because in my heart was a secret box
It could not be opened with a lamb, a goat, or an ox

You see to pass this place a price had to be paid
Just as Christ His precious life he gave
I too have a life, which has to be laid

So no matter what others might say
My life is but a lump of clay
I would rather be placed in the Potter’s hand
Then let all my efforts sink in the sand
 
I have made my decision, I have made up my mind
A better path I am not able to find
I give You it all none of it I deem lost
As I release it I will not count it a cost

For me to live is Christ and to die is gain
It could not be possible lest Christ suffered in pain
I will lay it all down for You, every last thing
I will do it in worship and with a praise I will sing


Awakened by the rustling herds outside, Sarah rises and peers out her tent; the men in the camp are stirring as they prepare the daily sacrifice. Upon dressing, she thanks the Lord for a brand new day. Sarah is grateful to be out of Egypt, but still unsure of her future. The Promise Land is so far away and seems as though it will take an eternity to arrive there. The camp has had to move many times; the Israelites follow the Pillar of Fire by night and the Cloud by day, permitted only to move at the direction of God. The wearisome chore of packing and unpacking grows tedious. However, she trusts God and believes He holds them in His hand. Emerging from the tent she catches a glimpse of her father, he is making his way to the Tabernacle with a sacrifice in hand.

Sarah is captivated by the Tabernacle; it dominates her mind and imagination; she is drawn to it. She does not fully understand it or everything that it represents—that it is the shadow of the Messiah.  Sarah is not a priest or a man, so entering the Tabernacle is only a fleeting dream. However, the mystery surrounding it keeps calling her; she daydreams about it. “What does it look like? Why can’t I enter? Why can’t I see the Glory of God?” These questions dance through her thoughts. Night descends on the desert, and Sarah enjoys one last glimpse of the Tabernacle, the pure, white, linen curtain dances in the cool, evening breeze. The white linen is a most welcomed sight, beautiful compared to the black dusty tent in which she lives. She lays down on her bed and prays that she can one day enter, though she knows in her heart she can’t. She is sleepy from the hot desert sun and keeping her eyes opened has become difficult.

As she drifts to sleep, she hears a voice calling to her, “Sarah, Sarah.” She doesn't recognize the voice, yet at the same time, it seems familiar to her. Careful to not wake her sleeping family, she lifts the flap to her tent; to her surprise, she finds herself face to face with a man patiently waiting for her. “Come, Sarah, I want to show you something.” She cannot believe what she is hearing! “Who is this man? What does he want with her?” She considers waking her father, though she decides otherwise; she is intrigued. He said again, “Come.” He turned and walked toward the court, the bronze pillars reflecting the moonlight. She remains apprehensive, but his voice is soothing and inviting; she trusts it. Her heart begins to race as she follows him towards the court. She comes to it, but the man disappears from her sight through the entrance to the court. Her eyes search for him, but she cannot see him.  It is dark and she cannot find the way. She hopes the moonlight will show the way, but this too proves futile. She begins to cry, she feels lost and forsaken. “Why would he invite me only to discourage me? Why would he be so cruel?” As she wipes the tears from her eyes, he suddenly appears, “Sarah, do not despair; I will show you the way. There is only one entrance. Many would try to enter by this corner or that corner; they are only thieves. He reached down and took her by the hand; she gazed into his face and in some way, he seemed more familiar, though she had not seen him before this night. A peace inhabits his face which is now a comfort to her; she longs to have such peace.

Taking her by the hand they arrive at the blue, purple, and scarlet gate. She stops, “I can’t enter here!” Finding herself frightened, his eyes are comforting as he replies, “All who want to may enter Sarah. If you want to enter come with me.” His strong hand pulls back the curtain to the gate and they enter together. Sarah keeps her eyes closed; she is afraid of what might happen to her as she enters, yet anticipating what she may see. Open your eyes…open your eyes, she repeats to herself as she struggles to open them. Taking a deep breath she manages to look; her mouth falls open as she looks upon the enormous, shiny, Bronze Altar. The air is full of smoke and she covers her mouth with her veil to keep from inhaling too much. The sound of popping embers interrupts the stillness of the desert, and the red, hot coals glow in the dark. Sarah, aware the fire of the altar is never to go out, waits for the priest to attend to the fire.

As she ponders the whereabouts of the priest, his voice interrupts her thoughts, “Before we go any further, I must explain the gate, it is very precious and the colors have been purposefully chosen.” “What do they mean sir?” She inquires, attempting to take it all in. “The blue is to remind you of heaven. When you lie on the ground and stare up at the sky, it makes you think of heaven, does it not?” She looked at him, amazed at how he read her thoughts, “how did you know that I do that?” He smiles at her and continues, “The scarlet is the color of blood, for the life is in the blood. Sarah, without the shedding of blood there is no remission of sin, God requires a sacrifice for sin; He is a holy God.”

She makes an effort to smile, though her own sin stifles the attempt. He knows her thoughts, and lovingly continues, “Purple is the color of royalty-Kingship.” She does not understand. “Sir, forgive me, but who are you? I don’t understand the things you’re telling me, and I…” she struggles to continue speaking and gazes downward. He softly looks at her, “Sarah, you have asked many times within your heart to see the Tabernacle. I have come to show it to you and to take you on a journey. You will understand all things soon.” She cannot explain why, but she feels relieved. “How did you know I wanted to see this place?” Again, he knowingly smiles, “There is more to see.” He takes her hand and they walk toward the Bronze Altar. As they approach, Sarah notices the four corners of the altar and a horn fastened on each one. Tied to one of the horns is a ram. The Altar is stained with blood on the outside and all around it. Suddenly there appear hundreds of people with them. She notices their downcast faces; they are sad and seem lost and hopeless. They wander around the altar, fixing their eyes on it wanting to approach, though they don’t. Some approach and want to give a sacrifice, but become discouraged, conscious that they do not have one. Sarah notices a few approaching the altar with great joy, they too came without a sacrifice in hand and walked passed the Bronze Altar. Sarah quickly turns to him and asks, “Who are these people, and why do they look so sad?” He answers, “These are the ones who want to come and give a sacrifice; they are struggling to come because they don’t want to take the whole journey. Once you enter the Tabernacle Sarah, you cannot leave until you have gone all the way through. One must take the entire journey. The reason the people seem lost is that they have seen what they must do next and they do not want to make that sacrifice. They are stuck here wandering in the outer court. This is where they will remain unless they decide to take the entire journey. You rightly perceive that they are lost. Only a few choose to go further into the journey.” Sarah looks at them and wonders what will become of them.


She remembers the joyful ones; they did not have a sacrifice. She asks herself, “Why did they not have the sense of despair of the others?” He again perceives her thoughts and says, “There is now only one sacrifice—look!” He points to the Bronze Altar above which appears a bright light. Sarah wants to hide her eyes, but she cannot help but look. Suddenly before her appears an enormous Tree. Upon the Tree hung a man; badly beaten and bleeding profusely. She is terribly frightened and wants to run. She could not take her eyes off the man on the Tree. The people surrounding the altar fell down and wept at his feet, crying for him. Sarah watched him as he hung there with his head drooped low; he lifted his head, cried out with a loud voice, then died. Sarah could not believe it! She was shocked! She started to cry and fell to her knees screaming “No! No!” She frantically reaches for the man on the Tree; she hears a voice, “Sarah! I Am here!” She twirls around to look at him, dismayed, “Who was that man? Where has he gone and why did he have to die?!” He answers, “There he is,” again, pointing to a bright light. Sarah looks and sees a grave and two angels rolling a stone from in front of the grave; the man that was on the Tree walked out alive. Capturing her attention with his soothing voice, he explains the scene unfolding before her eyes. “The man you saw die on the Tree is alive; he rose from the dead.” Sarah had to collect her thoughts for a moment and catch her breath. Once able to speak she asks, “Who is he and what does all this mean?” “I will show you all things, but we must keep going.” Sarah barely has the strength to stand; he extends his strong arm and helps her to her feet. When she looked back at the horns of the Altar, the ram was gone. “Where is the ram?”  She walks over to where the ram had been secured to the altar; nothing is left but one of its horns. She holds the horn in her hand, feeling the grooves with her fingertips. She remembers the Lord’s instruction for making the Shofar for the feasts and celebrations. The horn has been burned; it has gone through the fire and is ready to be used. Sarah marvels at all she just experienced. She ponders it in her heart as she continues to follow him. Though she is scared, she keeps going. He turns to her and says, “Sarah, what you have just seen is the fulfillment of the promise of the coming Messiah.” Tears well up in her eyes. She has heard her father many times praying and hoping for the Messiah to come. “When, when will the Messiah appear to deliver His people?” Resting the palm of his hand upon her cheek to wipe the tears from her face, he answers, “In God’s appointed time; He does not tarry in keeping His promises.” 

Chapter 2 The Bronze Laver 
Exodus 30: 17-21; Exodus 38:8; Exodus 40:7

Enter His gates with thanksgiving And His courts with praise. Give thanks to Him, bless His name {Ps. 100:4}.

When the Lord has washed away the filth of the daughters of Zion and purged the bloodshed of Jerusalem from her midst, by the spirit of judgment and the spirit of burning, then the Lord will create over the whole area of Mount Zion and over her assemblies a cloud by day, even smoke, and the brightness of a flaming fire by night; for over all the glory will be a canopy. There will be a shelter to give shade from the heat by day, and refuge and protection from the storm and the rain {Is. 4:4-6}.

For just as the Father has life in Himself, even so He gave to the Son also to have life in Himself {Jn. 5:26}.

“But because I have said these things to you, sorrow has filled your heart. But I tell you the truth, it is to your advantage that I go away; for if I do not go away, the Helper will not come to you; but if I go, I will send Him to you. And He, when He comes, will convict the world concerning sin and righteousness and judgment; concerning sin, because they do not believe in Me;  and concerning righteousness, because I go to the Father and you no longer see Me; and concerning judgment, because the ruler of this world has been judged.  “I have many more things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now” {Jn. 16:6-12}.

But if we judged ourselves rightly, we would not be judged. But when we are judged, we are disciplined by the Lord so that we will not be condemned along with the world {1 Cor. 11:31-32}.

So that He might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the word, that He might present to Himself the church in all her glory, having no spot or wrinkle or any such thing; but that she would be holy and blameless {Eph. 5:26-27}.

But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nationa people for God’s own possession, so that you may proclaim the excellencies of Him who has called you out of darkness into His marvelous light {1 Pet. 2:9}.

For it is time for judgment to begin with the household of God; and if it begins with us first, what will be the outcome for those who do not obey the gospel of God? And if it is with difficulty that the righteous is savedwhat will become of the godless man and the sinner? {1 Pet. 4:17-18 }.

I Come to Wash
There was a day when I came to wash my hands and feet
There was a day when things were not so hidden or discreet
Now it is so easy to hide things in my heart
But I still have to wash and set myself apart

I come to the Bronze Laver to look, to wash, and to see
What snare to lay down, what God wants to wash out of me
Now that the sacrifice has been made for my sin
I come to wash before my God in this mirrored, bronze bin

Christ completed the work for us our hands are now clean
But we must walk a walk for Him that is by all men seen
I come to wash that I may have my appointed part in Him
I do not want the light He gave to go out or to become dim

As I stand here and look ahead I see the veil to the Holy Place
I want to go in and fellowship to be equipped to run the race
There is so much waiting for me I must not hide my face
I come to wash that I may receive a filling of His grace

I come to wash that I can know that Christ has made me clean
To work out my salvation daily and not look back where I’ve been
Christ wants us all to come and wash and lay aside our sin
That is why His Word is foreshadowed in this bronze bin

So come and wash that we may go and fellowship with Him
We cannot pass the offer up it would be such a sin
For if we are not willing to come and wash in this laver
We cannot expect to receive from the Lord His unmerited favor

There is a table prepared for us and it just lies ahead
If we will wash, that burden is no longer on our head
I came to wash, I feel so free, I’m so glad I came
Now that I am washed, I feel so clean, I’ll never be the same
By Piper Green © 2003-2018

The scene from the Altar fades, though it is forever etched in her memory and heart. She follows him to the next station in the journey through the Tabernacle; the Bronze Laver. As they approach the Laver, the joyful ones that advanced from the Altar, were also there. Each one is washing in the basin, except for a few which choose to stand back and watch the others. Sarah observes the scene, “Why are the others not washing?” she inquires of him. “At every point of the journey, some will choose not to continue to make progress forward. They are deceived into believing that they don’t need to go any farther, that they can pick and choose which part of the Tabernacle they want and that which they don’t. The ones who are not washing have accepted the sacrifice for their sin, but they do not want to change the way they live, believing they are missing out on life—leaving them bound. A great feast awaits them if they take the journey, but they have chosen to stay behind.”

As she listens intently to his words, she realizes the same choice is laid before her. She is unaware that he is quietly awaiting her decision. As the last one washes she enthusiastically declares, “I want to wash! I want to see the Messiah!” Sarah runs to the Laver and stands for a moment gazing into the water. The air is clean, and a soft breeze brushes over her face; the water gently flowing, splashing from side to side in the basin. As the water settles, she recognizes the reflection staring back at her from within the mirrored bin. Scenes from her life flash before her, reflecting the hurts and wounds in her heart. She remembers the times she was angry with her mother; the hate she carries for a friend’s betrayal; each glares back at her from within the bowl. “Please forgive me, Lord!” The words pour from her mouth like water as she weeps and immerses her hands in the bowl, splashing the cool, refreshing water on her face and washing her hands. She slips off her sandals, dips her feet into the lower basin and washes; the water is invigorating. She can feel the dry desert dust wash away, and drying her hands and feet with her veil, she feels clean, the stain of her heart scrubbed away like the gritting of sand in an oyster to produce a beautiful pearl.

Absorbed in the encounter, his voice startles her, “I am glad you washed. It reveals your heart and that you want to see the Messiah.” She sighs and answers, “Oh, I do! I feel so clean…and different. I know the weight I was carrying is gone! Spellbound by the newfound freedom, she comes to herself and notices the ones who have chosen to remain. Her heart breaks for them. With her eyes fixed on them, she asks, “What about the others? “The door is open for them if they decide to wash. They will be welcomed with open arms.” “I hope they follow,” Sarah replies. “I want them to more than you know,” He answered, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

The next station in the journey he leads her is to is the Sanctuary. The first section of the Tabernacle, the outer court, though gated and protected remains exposed. The Sanctuary, the inner court is covered and protected. Several coverings are incorporated in the protective layers for the Sanctuary. “Why does the Sanctuary need so many covers?” she asks. He answers, “There is a meaning for each one; they all represent the Messiah and His mission. As we stand here and look from without going in, the first covering is badger skin. It protects the Tabernacle from the wind and the rain. It is not beautiful or attractive, but it protects. The next layer is the ram’s skin; the Lord instructed Moses that this covering be dyed red. The ram symbolizes the substitution for sin—the red for the blood.  The Messiah is the substitution, the sin offering for the world. The ram also symbolizes consecration. When the Levites were initially ordained for the work of the Tabernacle, the Lord instructed Moses to anoint Aaron and the priests with the blood of a ram. The right ear to hear God’s voice; the right thumb to consecrate his ministry to God; the right toe to anoint their walk with God—they are to serve God only and walk according to His statutes.” He continues with the next covering, the goat skin covering. “The goat as you know is the offering for sin. The Messiah will become the sin offering for all.” Sarah kneels to the ground and clings to his every word; sensing the knitting of their spirits together. Sarah knows Him in a deeper way; deeper than at the beginning of their journey, yet she knows in her heart she has a long way to go. The two of them have completed half the journey. Sarah is bubbling up with anticipation in what he will show her next. The excitement she feels is consuming and exhilarating—calling her to go deeper still. He does not need to lead her by the hand—she is more than willing to move forward. 
 


Chapter 3
The Holy Place: The Lampstand

Exodus 25: 31-40; 37: 17-24; 39:37; Jeremiah 52:19
Daniel 5:2-5; Revelation 1: 12, 20

To bring back his soul from the pit, That he may be enlightened with the light of life {Job 33:30 }.

Then a shoot will spring from the stem of Jesse, And a branch from his roots will bear fruit {Is. 11:1}.

You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden; nor does anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on the lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven{Matt. 5:14-16}.

In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men{Jn. 1:4}.

Then Jesus again spoke to them, saying, “I am the Light of the world; he who follows Me will not walk in the darkness, but will have the Light of life”{Jn. 8:12}.

While I am in the world, I am the Light of the world{Jn. 9:5}.

Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day{2 Cor. 4:16}.

For you were formerly darkness, but now you are Light in the Lord; walk as children of Light Eph. 5:8}.

This is the message we have heard from Him and announce to you, that God is Light, and in Him there is no darkness at all{1 Jn. 1:5}.


The Light of Your Presence
I walk into the Holy Place and what do my eyes see
A Golden Lampstand a light by which all the darkness must flee
The Lampstand is so beautiful I long to come and touch it
The almond pots of gold, the lily flowers, they were so lovingly writ

You are the Vine we are the branches it is told us in Your Word
Your Light is now in us to go and tell those that have not heard
We are the light of the world and the salt of the earth we must go and do
To lead the lost and the hurting to come into Your Light too

I will bring my oil and trim the wicks each and every day
To cut off that which hinders me and trips me up along the way
I want my path illuminated so that I may see
All that I must do and all I am to be

Oh Holy Spirit light my path and reveal Yourself to me
So I know which way to go and so that I may see
I prepare my lamp to be ready, for I know that He will call
I know the Bride Groom is coming with a Feast for one and all

The Holy Place. The name alone is enough to send chills up and down her spine. Sarah has heard many accounts concerning the majestic Sanctuary. She takes in yet another deep breath in expectancy of what her eyes will behold. He lifts the curtained entrance to the Holy Place; also knit of white linen with blue, purple, and scarlet. The curtain is like an artist’s canvas intricately woven—awesome and beautiful. Sarah can’t believe her eyes; this place is more magnificent than any palace she had ever seen in Egypt. The columned halls and grandiose ornaments could not compare to what she is witnessing in this place. Words escaped her and she finds herself besieged by the presence of God. Her legs weaken as she grapples to stand.

The only light in the Sanctuary is the Lampstand positioned opposite the Table of Shewbread. Sarah’s eyes reflect the flickering flames as their shadows dance on the pure gold walls. The Lampstand illuminates the entire room, no other light can compare. Amazed at the grandeur, she basks in the presence of the Lampstand. She can feel the power of it illuminating her spirit. The joyful ones had gone before her, though some were still eating at the Table.

Sarah’s attention is now turned to the joyful ones as they come and tend the Lampstand. They pour the freshly pressed oil skillfully into the buds and vigilantly trim the wicks; careful to trim just enough as to not snuff the flame. Just as he predicted, some stood at the opening observing, but would not come. The aroma in the Sanctuary is brimming with the fragrance of freshly baked Bread and frankincense. Intermittently a certain aroma she recognizes, but cannot recall, arouses her senses. She is not certain from where the scent is coming as it subtly conspires with the present aroma of the frankincense-seasoned Bread.

She cannot pull her gaze from the Lampstand; it is simply breathtaking. Her mind takes her back to Bezaleel and Aholiab. She recalls Moses following God’s instruction to anoint them with His Spirit to craft the pure gold instrument. It is crafted with a shaft in the middle and three branches on each side. Truly spectacular indeed is the design of the shafts and branches. What began as one piece of gold was molded and fashioned by these anointed men, just like a lump of clay in the hand of a potter. Each branch is formed with three knobs shaped as a pomegranate, with the exception of the main shaft which contains four. He instructs her concerning the symbols of the Lampstand, “The pomegranate symbolizes peace. Each branch has a bowl of gold shaped like an almond.” Sarah remembers the seam of the high priest’s garment, the pomegranate embroidered within. Each branch contains a bowl, a knob, and a flower. The almond—Oh yes, the budding rod of Aaron the high priest. Sarah recalls that day like it was yesterday. God brought forth the flowering almond on Aaron’s rod. What a miracle! From that day forward, no one dared to question his position or authority.

This is the first time Sarah has seen the Lampstand since the day the Tabernacle was consecrated before the Lord, as the people of Israel watched with amazement at the power of Qedosh Yisrael—the Holy One of Israel. Sarah knows it is the duty of the priest to fill the oil lamps and trim the wicks every morning and evening. Pondering this in her mind quickens her to ask, “Where are the priests? They are to be tending the work here.” A smile appears upon his loving, gentle face, “Everyone who sees the Messiah and accepts Him is a priest. As you look upon the Lampstand, remember the main shaft represents the Messiah; the branches symbolize those that believe. Once you believe in Him you must let your light shine every day. Fill your lamp with oil, trim the wicks; you must care for your lamp as your very own. By your light, you will lead others to the Messiah. If you let your light grow dim or go out, you can’t know the Messiah or lead others to Him.”

Suddenly, in her hands appear a vessel of oil. She looks to him for direction. He motions her to go to the Lampstand. She observes some of the joyful ones as they fill their pots with oil. However, there remain some that did not fill their pots and carelessly neglected the wicks. She feels sad for them knowing their lamp will not burn long. Sarah does not want to neglect her lamp, she is honored by the task. She pours her oil to the top and carefully trims her wick; her light brightly shines. From that moment she purposed in her heart to come every day to refill her pot. He motions her on to the Altar of Incense. “Every time you trim your wick and care for you lamp you must also burn incense on the altar. The incense is prayer, true worship to God.” She approaches the altar and she is overwhelmed by the scent. She now remembers the fragrant aroma she could not recall earlier. The fragrance conjured up many memories of the Israelite’s trials in the desert. She can recall a sad day in the history of Israel. Once again, the people were grumbling against God and He sent among them a plague. Dead bodies lay everywhere. God purposed to annihilate His people. Because of the rebellion of Korah and his followers over fourteen-thousand people died. More certainly would have died if Moses had not instructed Aaron to take fire from the altar along with incense and run through the midst of the people with the censer that stopped the plague. She recalls the same aroma from the censer of the high priest on the Day of Atonement. The fragrance is the most beautiful scent imaginable.

Many others come to tend their lamps as well—she is amazed at how many come. Some of the few that before stood at the door and watched changed their minds and also came. Sarah was happy they decided to come yet saddened that some would not. She did not understand how they could not after witnessing the blessings and miracles so far. They remain deceived and lost. If only they would come to be illuminated by the Lampstand, they could see the truth, and the gifts God has for them. He has such a purpose for them, if only they would come. 
 

Chapter 4
The Holy Place
The Table of Shewbread


Exodus 25: 23-30; 31:8; 37: 10-16; Hebrews 9:2.

Give us this day our daily bread {Matt. 6:11}.

I am the bread of life. Your fathers ate the manna in the wilderness, and they died. This is the bread which comes down out of heaven, so that one may eat of it and not die. I am the living bread that came down out of heaven; if anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever; and the bread also which I will give for the life of the world is My flesh{Jn. 6:48-51}.

Since there is one bread, we who are many are one body; for we all partake of the one bread{1 Cor. 10:17}.

For as often as you eat this bread and drink the cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until He comes{1 Cor. 11:26}.

For there was a tabernacle prepared, the outer one, in which were the lampstand and the table and the sacred bread; this is called the holy place{Heb. 9:2 }.


This Bread
As I come through the curtains I see a Table set
I see the golden glowing crown of it and yet
I am afraid to approach, for this Bread is not for me
So why do I feel so drawn to it this I cannot see

I see on the table the cups and bowls of gold
The drink and the Bread these vessels hold
Yes I see the Bread it is so divine
The precious body of my Saviour, it is mine

This Bread of Life will fill me up I will not hunger again
Every day I will come and eat He did not suffer in vain
Because of this Bread, I will grow to know Him more and more
For by this Bread He stands and knocks He is at the door

This Bread that He has given us it is there to give us strength
It will make you strong and able to go for a great length
The more you eat the more about Himself He reveals

This Bread washes me and renews me every day
It shows me what my Savior will do and say
This Bread He gives it is like a sword
For the Bread reminds us of the Body of our Lord
By Piper Green © 2013-2018

The two turn their attention now to the Table of Shewbread. However, Sarah is distracted as she studies his face, he looks different to her. She did not realize until this moment, that she has not looked into his face. He appears young, but wisdom pours from him like oil flows when poured from a vessel. His face is strong yet caring and gentle. He radiates peace that has the power to comfort even the most discouraged of souls. Love pours from him like a cool spring of water. She sees him in a new light. The Lampstand illuminated him to her in a new way.  

The joyful ones were partaking of the Bread and as each one finished eating, they disappeared only to reappear with fresh Bread which they placed on the Table. Once finished they were able to progress forward. He motions her to the Table where there is an empty space. As she approaches, the fragrant aroma of the Bread coupled with the frankincense permeates her senses. Sarah reaches the table— everyone else has gone—she notices the table void of chairs. He perceives her thoughts and speaks in a voice she had not heard before this moment, “The priests are never to sit down because their work is not done.” She ponders what he said. The continued lingering of the undecided became a burdensome distraction; her heart broke for each one of them. She hopes they change and make the decision to partake of the Bread. She can see their discouragement and it tears her up inside her.

The table is stunning. It is crafted from acacia wood overlaid with gold. The pure gold crown shines in the light of the Lampstand, which creates a majestic display for the Bread of Presence. The rings, poles, plates, cups, and all the vessels, crafted in gold, fashion a room so magnificent it would take the breath of even the bravest warrior, a room that shames the most impressive palace in Egypt. On the table is placed twelve loaves of Bread. Each loaf represents one of the Twelve Tribes of Israel; upon each loaf the priest carefully places frankincense. The Aroma is captivating. Sarah looks at the door and rejoices, for so many are coming in through the veil, they are crying and hungry and needing Bread. He immediately motioned them to the Lampstand first. Some tried to push their way past and come to the table; he would not allow them. “You must attend your lamp first, fill your pot and trim your wicks then you may fellowship at the table.” He sternly but lovingly led them to the Light. He turned and looked at Sarah and said, “Eat, I know you are hungry. This will give you the strength you need to make it the rest of the way through. This Bread is the very presence of God. When you eat this Bread, remember that God wants to dwell with you, this is His presence.” Sarah began to eat her Bread; it melted in her mouth like warm butter. As she ate scales fell from her eyes. The Bread was also healing. She could feel a warmth flow through her body like a stream that burst through a dam. She does not know what the warmth is at first, but she feels different. Though she has not been ill she feels healed. It was a most extraordinary experience.

The Bread has opened her eyes to God. Sarah remembers her father often read God’s Law to the family. Somehow after eating the Bread, she possessed a new understanding of the meaning of the Law. She has a renewed love for God, she wants to obey His Law, not because she has to, but she truly wants to. “Lord I purpose in my heart to follow your Law and keep it for the rest of my days.” Tears again well up in her eyes—tears of joy and happiness. She looks up at him and knows him. She knows his name. She looks at Him and knows...This is Judah. She heads toward him, but her attention is drawn to a young woman knelt on the ground and crying just inside the veil to the Holy Place. Apprehensive and unsure of herself, Sarah, moved with compassion, walks over to her. The young woman reminds Sarah of herself when she began the journey. She knelt and asked her why she was crying. “I don’t know which way to go! I don’t know what to do. I want to know the Messiah but I don’t know where to begin. I have come this far but I fear I have lost my way.” Sarah can see the despair deeply engraved in her face, “I will show you don’t cry.” Sarah takes her by the hand and leads her to the Lampstand. “Here is a pot of oil and wick trimmers. Be sure to fill your pot all the way and to trim your wick; then you will be ready for the Bread.”

The young woman began to tend her lamp and Judah calls Sarah, “Come here, Sarah.” His voice captured her as if she were under a spell. She walked to Him and He said, “The space in which you ate is now empty, you must replace the Bread.” She inquires, “What about these empty spaces?” “No,” he answers, “You only need to replace the Bread you ate. It is for the others to replace the Bread they ate.” She turns and locks here gaze at the young woman. “For her?” He smiles. Sarah leads her to the table, places the Bread in front of her and says, “This Bread will reveal the Messiah to you. It will give you the strength you need to make the rest of the journey.” Sarah continued to teach her everything she had learned thus far. “We must go Sarah.” She knowingly looks at Judah and renders one last encouragement, “I must go now, but you will be fine, just eat the Bread.” Sarah joins Judah and they continue in their journey. “You have done well Sarah. I am pleased that you wanted to help her instead of being only concerned for yourself.” “Keep it for myself? I could not, she reminds me so much of myself when I began my journey, I would have despaired had I been left alone. So few are willing to come as far as she did. She did not want to give up, and I had to help her.” Judah is delighted by her compassion. “You have already learned so much, let us continue on. You will need the strength of that Bread to enter our next place.” 
 


Chapter 5: The Holy Place
The Altar of Incense:
Ex 30:1-10; 37:25-29; 30: 34-38

Aaron shall burn fragrant incense on it; he shall burn it every morning when he trims the lamps. When Aaron trims the lamps at twilight, he shall burn incense. There shall be perpetual incense before the Lord throughout your generations{Ex. 30: 7-8}.

But Jesus, on the other hand, because He continues forever, holds His priesthood permanently. Therefore He is able also to save forever those who draw near to God through Him, since He always lives to make intercession for them{Heb. 7: 24-25 }.

In the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words; and He who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He intercedes for the saints according to the will of God{Rom. 8: 26-27}.  

When He had taken the book, the four living creatures and the twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb, each one holding a harp and golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of the saints{Rev. 5:8}.


This Incense I Offer
This incense I offer is set upon the fire to send my worship up to You
To praise You for all that you are and all You say and do
You are my God and my King the Holy One of Israel
I feel the presence of Your Spirit it is here I want to dwell

This Incense I offer up is for Your people far and near
So that they will know You well, Your Holy Name to fear
For I know that my Messiah intercedes on my behalf
There now is no need for the goat, the sheep, or calf

This Incense I offer up to be a golden sensor of prayer
To come into this Holy Place to give You every need and care
I want my life to be an aroma that all may know is from You
I want to pray what You would pray and do as You would do

This Incense I offer up may it be a sweet fragrance to Your throne
May I be saturated with the smell of Your prayer alone
May yokes be broken and burdens lifted in the outer court
As the censer of prayer goes by healing every kind and sort
May the sweet fragrance of You draw them to the Holy Place
May they come and commune with You and send their own
Aroma up before God’s face.  
By Piper Green © 2003-2018


The Golden Altar of Incense. She again is taken in by the spectacular scene, played out on the stage of her heart, overwhelmed by the sights and sounds. The glowing embers resemble the fire from the Altar of Sacrifice. This altar is just beautiful as well—everything contained in the Holy Place is wondrous. The Altar is crafted from acacia wood overlaid with pure gold. Reminiscent of the golden crown on the Table of Shewbread, the Altar displays its own unique regal crown. The two rings beneath the crown hold the staves to transport, should the Cloud or Pillar of Fire move the Israelites to a new place. Sarah notices the sprinkling of blood on the horns of the altar. She is aware that on the Day of Atonement, the high priest sprinkles the blood from the sacrifice upon the Altar of Incense. God instructed the priests that it is to be perpetual incense before the Lord forever. “You must always place incense on the altar to the Lord,” Judah said. “The Incense symbolizes prayer. The high priest brings the incense day and night, to intercede for the people. The Messiah will pray continually for His people, just as I told you before, anyone who believes in the Messiah is a priest. You are now a priest and can offer up incense to God.

“When you offer up incense or prayer, you are offering up worship to God. It is a sweet aroma before Him.” Sarah places incense on the altar and the smoke from the fire seems to rise straight to God. Judah wants to ensure Sarah learns this prayer lesson well. He continues to instruct her, using the garments of the high priest as an illustration. “God ordained the high priest to bear the burdens of His people, so he carries on his breastplate twelve jewels engraved with one tribe on each stone.”

As he finished speaking, a bright light appeared above the altar and she sees what she believes is a heavenly room filled with many vessels, small and large alike. “These are the prayers of the saints,” Judah said. There are so many vessels she cannot, dare not, even try to count. The presence Sarah feels is unexplainable; almost as if she has left her body. She can feel the weight of His glory, it is glorious, unlike anything she has ever experienced. “What is this I feel? I never want to leave, I want to stay and worship the Lord!” She makes an effort to gain her composure, but her efforts prove to be in vain. “Sarah, you are about to witness the glory of God, just on the other side of the Veil. The closer you get to the presence of God, the more you feel Him.” Sarah looks up and can see that above the Altar of Incense hangs the Veil—the Veil that separates the Holy Place from the Holy of Holies. Only the high priest is allowed to go behind the Veil. Judah, knowing her thoughts comforts her, “There is nothing to fear. The wall of separation is eradicated, the Lord seeks all to come into His presence.” As he spoke these words, she stood at the altar and called to mind the gold crown of the high priest, engraved are the words, “Holiness to the Lord.” It is etched upon her forehead as well. She kneels and waits to go beyond the Veil. 



Chapter 6: The Holy Place
The Veil:
Ex 26: 31-37; Mark 15:38; Hebrews 9 & 10

The Holy Spirit is signifying this, that the way into the holy place has not yet been disclosed while the outer tabernacle is still standing, which is a symbol for the present time. Accordingly both gifts and sacrifices are offered which cannot make the worshiper perfect in conscience, since they relate only to food and drink and various washings, regulations for the body imposed until a time of reformation. But when Christ appeared as a high priest of the good things to come, He entered through the greater and more perfect tabernacle, not made with hands, that is to say, not of this creation; and not through the blood of goats and calves, but through His own blood, He entered the holy place once for all, having obtained eternal redemption {Heb. 9:8-12 }.

Therefore, brethren, since we have confidence to enter the holy place by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way which He inaugurated for us through the veil, that is, His flesh, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled clean from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful{Heb. 10:19-23 }.

Let me dwell in Your tent forever;  Let me take refuge in the shelter of Your wings{Ps. 61:4}.

He will cover you with His pinions, And under His wings you may seek refuge; His faithfulness is a shield and bulwark{Ps. 91:4}.

Never the less when one turns to the Lord, the veil is taken away. Now the Lord is the Spirit; and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty. But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord {2 Cor. 3: 16-18 NKJV}.

The Veil
I see the Veil the blue, the scarlet, and the purple, and I see
The cherubim with wings of gold they are protection for me
I wonder what lies beyond the beautifully woven curtain
There must be wonders I’ve never seen of this I am certain

The Veil is there to keep out those unprepared
To look upon His glory we are a people spared
For we could not withstand the Glory of the Lord
For His presence can slay us like a mighty sword

But wait what is this I see I have never seen before
The Veil I look upon it is not the same–it has been rent
The way has been made to God for my Savior’s flesh was torn

I now can access the Father His Holiness and Grace to see
And now through the Blood of Jesus, this will forever be
Nothing now can separate us from the Father’s Grace
Unless we so choose to not run and finish the race

He now calls us to come and bask in His presence
To be intimate with Him and have the very essence
The mark of the Glory impressed upon our face
He is calling us beyond the Veil to experience the fullness of His grace


Sarah can barely find the strength to stand and must kneel to gaze upon the Veil. Her thoughts flooded with imaginations as to what she will see. This beautiful tapestry woven with God’s plan to restore His people is surrounded in mystery. The blue, purple, and scarlet have become a familiar design, however, this veil has golden cherubim delicately embroidered within. She feels safe looking at them as if they are real and in the room protecting her. She is not ignorant concerning the importance of the Veil. This is not an ordinary curtain; it literally separates man from God. It is death to see God; the Veil separates life from death. Fear begins to grip her heart.

Judah’s piercing gaze beckons her to come. She cannot. She looks up at him, “I cannot go, I can’t stand in the presence of God, I am afraid!” He kneels and looks her in the eyes. His eyes are like fire, they can see right through her, they are knife-like able to see every fear and every thought. She pulls away, she cannot take the intensity in his piercing eyes any longer, “He will surely kill me! I am not worthy to even stand in His presence. The high priest must go in and make atonement for me!” Sternly he replies, “The Lord desires you to come Sarah. This is where you are to meet with Him that you may know Him in a way you have never known Him before. You must go.” She looks at him, fear embedded into every fiber of her being, “No! You don’t understand! I have sinned too much and have been so disobedient, how can He ever forgive me? All the things I have done, you don’t know! How can I stand before Him? I will die!” Judah stands to his feet and says, “You are right Sarah, things remain in your heart you did not leave at the Brazen Altar. Sins remain in your heart of which you are not aware. If you go beyond the Veil the Lord will see them and reveal them to you. There is someone who must go before you and make the way for you to be atoned for.” An alarming silence fills the room and Sarah looks at him in despair. “But I have come so far Judah, I don’t want to turn back, but I can’t go forward either, help me, please help me!” He looked down on her with such love, if only she could see how much he loved her she would not despair. He wants her to know that in going behind the Veil she will be exposed in the presence of God. He also wants her to experience the freedom of her deliverance that will erase her pain. Just as a mother travails in childbirth, yet forgets the pain with the joy of having a child, there is overflowing grace beyond the Veil.

Sarah looks at the Veil, and suddenly a white light appears as she has seen many times before on this journey. It is the vision of the man on the Tree, she watches him die again, however, the vision continues with an image of a veil hanging in a temple and it begins to tear-violently. The sound of the veil tearing is deafening as she witnesses the beautifully woven curtain being torn in two from top to bottom. No one was there to tear it; it ripped on its own. Behind the veil was a glorious light that was full of peace, love, and grace, she knows instantly that it is the glory of God. The vision rolled up like a scroll and vanished. “Judah, I don’t understand, what does it mean?” she begged of him. He explains it to her, “The Veil has been torn, Sarah. The man on the Tree is the Messiah and because He died, the Veil between man and God is torn. The Veil that kept you from the very presence of God has now been eliminated. Now you may boldly access the Father because of the Messiah. He has torn the Veil of separation away forever. The Messiah has made atonement for you go and see the Father. He wants to see you. He is Love Sarah, He does not want to kill you, He wants to restore you.” He finished speaking to her and waited a moment for her response. What was only a minute to him, for he is patient, seems an eternity to her. “Will you come?” his voice pierces through to her heart. She looks up at him and answers, surprising herself, “I will come.” She stands to take one last look at the Holy Place, she is not convinced she will not die behind the Veil, but what does she have to lose?

She turns and sees behind her the young woman from earlier in the Holy Place, she is startled by her presence. She is ashamed to admit she had forgotten about her. “I am so glad you decided to go now I know I don’t have to be afraid.” Sarah looks at her and smiles through her tears, but she cannot find the words to speak. Behind the young woman are others who would not go. They too are afraid like Sarah; watching to see if she will indeed go beyond the Veil. Judah knows she perceives what is happening, “There are many who are watching to see if you will answer the call of the Father, however, you must go because you desire to, not because others are watching. If you make the right decision for the right reason, your testimony will set others free. God wants you to come, He wants all to come.” Wiping her face, she attempts another deep breath, but she cannot. It seems as though all the breath is sapped from her as she moves toward the Veil.


Chapter 7: The Holy of Holies
The Ark of the Covenant
: Exodus 25: 10-22; 37: 1-9

There I will meet with you; and from above the mercy seat, from between the two cherubim which are upon the ark of the testimony, I will speak to you about all that I will give you in commandment for the sons of Israel{Ex. 25:22}.

Now the main point in what has been said is this: we have such a high priest, who has taken His seat at the right hand of the throne of the Majesty in the heavens, a minister in the sanctuary and in the true tabernacle, which the Lord pitched, not man. For every high priest is appointed to offer both gifts and sacrifices; so it is necessary that this high priest also have something to offer{Heb. 8:1-3}.

Behind the second veil there was a tabernacle which is called the Holy of Holies, having a golden altar of incense and the ark of the covenant covered on all sides with gold, in which was a golden jar holding the manna, and Aaron’s rod which budded, and the tables of the covenant; and above it were the cherubim of glory overshadowing the mercy seat; but of these things we cannot now speak in detail{Heb 9:3-5}.

Now when these things have been so prepared, the priests are continually entering the outer tabernacle performing the divine worship, but into the second, only the high priest enters once a year, not without taking blood, which he offers for himself and for the sins of the people committed in ignorance{Heb 9:6-7}.


For there is one God, and one mediator also between God and men, the man Christ Jesus{1 Tim 2:5}.

And the temple of God which is in heaven was opened, and the ark of His covenant appeared in His temple, and there were flashes of lightning and sounds and peals of thunder and an earthquake and a great hailstorm{Rev. 11:19}.

For in Him all the fullness of Deity dwells in bodily form{Col 2:9}.


The Holy of Holies
Come into the Holy of Holies this is My decree
Come in and My Glory and grace you will see
My Cloud of Glory is resting there above the Mercy Seat
For it is here I will commune it is here that we will meet

When you come behind the Veil My Shekinah will be there
My Son has died and raised your burdens He did bear
Do not fear to go beyond and enter into My presence now
Because of the precious Blood of Jesus, sealed forever is My vow

When you come into this place and you are intimate with Me
I will wash away every sin that holds you My Grace will set you free
When you are alone with Me then you can hear My voice
However I will not force you to come for it is your choice

My Cherubim are watching over Christ’s atoning blood
It was sprinkled there to wash away all sin like a flood
Christ is now and forever at My mighty right hand
But now His work is done He is seated He does not stand

Now you may come boldly into the Throne of Grace
For Christ’s prayers for you are forever before My face
He is a perfect sacrifice without spot or blemish
And now because of Him all sin will I diminish

Somehow Sarah finds the strength to look at him again as he lifts the Veil for her to enter. She walks through the curtain and before her in radiant gold grandeur stands the Ark of the Covenant. She cannot stand up under the glory that resides in this room. Only the high priest holds the privilege of gazing upon this priceless treasure. Even as the Ark is being transported it remains covered, the Israelites are not allowed to look upon it.

The Ark represents God’s promise, it is His sign that He dwells with the people of Israel, His Spirit leading them. The Ark has led them through many years of wandering in the desert and God fought many battles on their behalf. She longs to touch it but she dare not. No one is to touch the Ark, the high priest and the Levites carry the Ark upon their shoulders with the staves. To touch the Ark means certain, instant death.

The Ark, like the other furniture in the Holy Place, is gold inside and out, carved from acacia wood. The golden Ark brightly shines through the smoke from the Altar of Incense. The Holy of Holies is filled with the smoke from the censer of the high priest to protect them from the presence of God. Here too, the Ark and the Mercy Seat are sprinkled with blood by the high priest on the Day of Atonement for himself and the people of Israel.

The two Cherubim command immediate attention as they majestically watch over the Mercy Seat. As she stares at them, her mind drifts to a memory she has of the Ark. She recalls the instructions Moses gave the people concerning its construction. The Ark was the first piece of furniture God decreed to be forged. God commanded Moses to put three items inside of the Ark: the two tablets containing the Ten Commandments; the Gold pot of Manna; Aaron’s rod that budded. The Cherubim rest on the lid to the Ark—the Mercy Seat. Sarah knows God dwells there, between the two Cherubim.

The Holy of Holies is brilliant, but there is not a light source, the presence of God illuminates the room. Sarah still has her gaze fixed on the Cherubim, when to her surprise, the high priest enters; he is prostrate on the floor of the Tabernacle, making his way with the bowl of blood in his hands before him. The blood must be presented first before atonement is granted. She looks at him, but she cannot make out his face. He is wearing a white linen robe, and the breastplate bearing the names of the Twelve Tribes of Israel, she notices he is not wearing a golden rope on his ankle. This is a custom of the high priest in the event that he dies while ministering behind the Veil. The priests are able then to pull him out from before the presence of the Lord.

She notices several dark figures standing before the Ark. Sarah knows right away that these figures are the sin which remain in her heart. They are blocking her access to the Mercy Seat. As she confesses and asks the Lord to forgive her and to remove the sin in her heart, the high priest, with a bowl and a hyssop wand, sprinkles blood on the Mercy Seat. The high priest sprinkles the blood on the dark figures and one by one they disappear, vanishing like chaff in the wind. He declares, “The blood of Jesus has been sprinkled here and the ransom for sin is paid. Inside the Ark reside the Tablets of the Law. The Messiah abolished the Ceremonial Law but has called you to write the Law on your hearts by the Spirit of God. The Golden Pot of Manna is to symbolize the provision of the Lord, He feeds you every day, and the Messiah is the Bread sent down from Heaven; the rod of Aaron that budded, a flower and fruit, representing the Spirit of the Lord.”

As he finished saying these words, the High Priest approached the Mercy Seat and sat down at the right hand. As he did the Cloud of Glory came down and rested on the Mercy Seat between the two Cherubim and as the Cloud rested, the face of the High Priest was revealed; it is Judah! She has been with the Messiah during the entire journey. During each station of the Tabernacle, He revealed more of Himself until she saw Him in His fullness. Though still caught in the moment, she reflects on the ones who would not come. Her heart aches for them, she is saddened that they are content to just wander in the outer court. She hears a voice from the Shekinah Glory of God saying, “Go and tell them what I have for them if they will only come and be intimate with Me. Tell them I long for them to come and know Me, they will be My people and I will be their God.” She fell to her face under His thundering voice. She fights to stand in the presence of His glory. Sarah turned to find the room overflowing with those who chose to come. They fell down, worshiped and cried Holy is the Lord! They worshiped Him for what seemed forever, but how wonderfully glorious it was. The Cloud is glorious and the angels singing Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord!—enveloped the atmosphere. She had never heard such a beautiful sound in all her life! She did not want to leave. She is bathed in the presence of God and it is liberating; it was as though she had the wings of an eagle. As she lay on her face before God, not sure if she can take the weight of glory which has wrapped around her as a cloak, the Cloud begins to lift and the voices of the angels slowly fade like thunder rolling away across the desert.

She opens her eyes to find herself staring at the pillow on her bed. Again, awakening to the animals rustling on the desert sand, she jumps up, hurriedly runs to the door of her tent, her eyes eagerly looking to the Tabernacle. It looks just like it did yesterday. Nothing has changed, except her heart. She lives in expectancy to see her Savior again. She longs for that day more than anything. She knows God in a new and deeper way; just as He had promised.

Note from the Author:
The topic of the Tabernacle is one of great interest to me. I have read and studied the Tabernacle for many years. Though I have invested much in the subject, I have barely scratched the surface. The Tabernacle is full of types and shadows all which lead us to the work, life, and ministry of Jesus Christ our Savior.

It is not enough though to know all about the Messiah. He wants us to know Him. That is the purpose behind this little story. Sarah is a woman who would never have been allowed to enter the Tabernacle. She did not know much about the Messiah but after her journey, she knew Him in a way she never had before.

Jesus wants to take us on this same journey. Anyone who wishes to come to Him is welcome. The Lord wants us to come and be intimate with Him, that we would know Him, not just know about Him. The Holy of Holies is the place of intimacy. The Father, through the Son, meets and communes with us. He longs for this time to spend with us. When we don’t take time to be with Him every day we miss out on blessing beyond anything we can ask or think.

Sometimes, as we saw with Sarah, it hurts to go to that level of intimacy with the Lord. The reason He takes us on these journeys is to purge things out of us that don’t belong. But when He cleans out those sins, He is then able to fill us with more of Him—Christ in you the hope of glory (Col.1: 27). Everything about the Tabernacle is calling believers to be more like Christ. When we are not intimate with Him, our flesh prevails. I love what John the Baptist said, “I must decrease that He may increase” {Jn. 3:30}. But I have to let more of Him in me, so I am full of the nature of Christ, not the fleshly nature.

The call in these last days to the church is to meet the God of salvation and to grow to know Him intimately. Practice prayer! When we spend time with Him we are able to discern what is on His heart and will pray according to His will. Isn’t that awesome? We can know the will of the Father, by reading His word and practicing His presence. Will you heed His call today? Do you know Jesus as your Lord and Savior? If not take the time and pray this little prayer;

Dear Lord, I want to know you in an intimate way. I believe you are the Messiah, my Savior. I believe you died for my sins and that you rose again from the dead. You are the one spotless sacrifice, a lamb without spot or blemish that came and took away the sin of the world. I am now a Christian and I denounce the devil and his works and I give you permission to be in charge of my life from this moment on. I am yours; take me on the journey through the Tabernacle, that is your Son Jesus Christ that I may know you in a deep and intimate way. Amen

I hope you prayed this prayer. If you did, the angels are rejoicing in heaven over you! Please write me and let me know! You are now a joint heir with Christ. Welcome home. I pray the Lord takes you on a journey to know Him in an intimate way and that you would come to know the Lord for who He is in you. God Bless you!



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