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Better is one day in your courts
than a thousand elsewhere;
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
than dwell in the tents of the wicked.
We sang a song based on Psalm 84 in worship this morning. As we sang, I thought about my ideal day. What would make for a perfect day? My mood is always lightened by good weather, and I can be fooled into thinking life would be magically happier (or happy all the time) if we lived in southern California. I know one faithful reader who would assure me this is not true! So, perfect weather all the time would not provide forever happiness. Then what?
A perfectly organized home and a family that never makes messes? A day when all children are obedient and don't do anything that annoys me? A day without any household chores or other "adult responsibilities"? A day of constant relational harmony with my husband, kids, and others?
No. Even one day in any of these scenarios would not bring the joyful satisfaction of being in the courts of the Almighty. This world holds many charms. My God holds the world.
Today I was interrupted by grace during worship, because one day I will stand in the courts of the Lord; all of my longings will be fulfilled; there will be no more tears, pain, fear, or death - all things made new and done right: creation, relationships, work, worship, faith. Being in that place will be better than an infinite number of days here. The dwelling place of God, of which we get small tastes now, will then be our perfect eternal reality. It's gonna be AWESOME! In the here and now, it gives me HOPE.
How lovely is your dwelling place,
O LORD Almighty!
My soul yearns, even faints,
for the courts of the LORD;
my heart and my flesh cry out
for the living God.