Sunday 3 November, 2013
2 Corinthians 6:14-7:1
14 Do not be joined to unbelievers. What do right and wrong have in common? Can light and darkness be friends? 15 How can Christ and Satan agree? What does a believer have in common with an unbeliever? 16 How can the temple of the true God and the statues of other gods agree? We are the temple of the living God. God has said, “I will live with them. I will walk among them. I will be their God. And they will be my people.” 17 “So come out from among them and be separate, says the Lord. Do not touch anything that is not pure and clean. Then I will receive you.” 18 “I will be your Father. You will be my sons and daughters, says the Lord who rules over all.” 7 Dear friends, we have these promises from God. So let us make ourselves pure from everything that pollutes our bodies and spirits. Let us be completely holy. We want to honor God.
My body is the temple of the Living God! An incredible concept – God with me – God living in me.
When I am having people over to my house I like to clean up, sort through the stuff on my bench – remove the clutter accumulated over the week or weeks… I like to vacuum the floors and freshen up the place. I have thought about my motivation for this and while I do want to make a good impression I think I do it mostly because I want my guests to feel comfortable, at home, when they come. So that our time together won’t be negatively affected by the look, the feel or the aroma of my home.
Lord, I am sorry that I don’t always keep the place where you live in me as well attended to as I do my physical home. You make it clear there are activities, relationships and possessions that pollute and clutter my life and therefore your home – things I give far too much attention to – dare I say – idolise – getting more attention than I give to you. Idols take my eyes off you, crave my attention, mess up my house…your temple… Keep me alert to what you are saying to me Holy Spirit and show me what needs to go and then help me be obedient in removing it.
Written by Ps. Linda Quinn
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