One of my favorite things to do is going through empty, abandoned houses or buildings. I love looking at the craftsmanship, imagining the people and their lives while living in these places. Thinking about the conversations and memories that were made by the persons who experienced life within the walls. I think about the excitement for those who built these places and their anticipation to move in and make it a "home".
I think about all the work, the time, the cost, the materials, the manpower, which went into the building of the temple.
Over the years, it was completely destroyed.
Everything that is manmade will one day be destroyed, no matter how elaborate.
How finely crafted.
Eternity. Either in or out of our ABBA.
And that is all that really matters.
What do we invest a lifetime building? What are we passing on?
Who are we inviting to come live with us in the place Jesus is preparing for us?