Recent tragic events that are crashing around us like battered waves on a rocky shoreline, are causing us to wonder where God is to be found. Has he dozed off and let the world system go its merry but paradoxically angst filled way? Religious folk did deeper into their ‘certainty of belief’ bomb shelters, believing the end is nigh and suspecting that the Mayans may have been right after all.
Many are just confused with a deep sense of unease that something is shifting in the affairs of man – a shaking that’s reducing our modern Babel Towers to rubble.
Does the God of Yeshua care and if so why can’t He come to us in our darkness? Serious questions for serious times.
In light of such confusion I’ve decided to repost my article ~ The Inner Void hoping that it can help and encourage us in our search for the Divine dwelling place. May it bless and enlighten you on the Journey.
One of the strangest rooms in the history of religious experience was the Jewish ‘Holy of Holies’. At first a portable enclosed cube of space, 30 feet by 30 feet by 30 feet, within the skin tented Tabernacle, it was later incorporated as the focal point of Solomon’s First Temple in Jerusalem.
What was this room all about and has it anything to teach us in our 21st century search for the Divine?
The surprising fact about the holy cube is that it was sparsely furnished. In the Solomon Temple it housed the famous Ark of the Covenant, a gold lined box containing the Torah tablets as received by the Jewish leader Moses. The golden top of the Ark was known as the mercy-seat where the Divine Presence took up residence whenever He wished. The furnishings were completed with Aaron’s miraculously flowering rod and a jar of manna, representing the Jewish deliverance from Egyptian slavery and the ‘Bread of Life’ that had kept them alive in their nomadic wanderings.
Significantly in the later Second Temple the Holy of Holies was just an empty room, following the disappearance of The Ark and other religious artifacts during the Babylonian siege of Jerusalem.
It was also fairly small and, perhaps most significantly, dark. And yet this was where the Jewish High Priest entered only once a year, on the Day of Atonement, to meet their God YAHWEH; a meeting with the Divine in a darkened space, lit only by the Shekhinah manifestation of Presence.
May we, in our own emptiness and inner darkness be likened to such a holy room? I believe so. When our lives have emptied of all superficiality through a descent into confusion and despair, when we are alone in the seeming singularity of our inner humanity, when love seems far away and human or religious trust completely non-existent, what is left? Nothing or Ultimate Reality?
In this void within the human heart is their not a space for Divine Love to meet us on our own Day of Atonement, our appointed Day of Sacred Oneness? Does not a Shekhinah Presence come and surprise us in our isolation, causing us, like the High Priest to fall on our faces in awe? So transforming a Presence that our faces shine with Spirit, like that of Moses, after our encounter in desert solitude.
Where do we encounter such Divinity if it can be experienced at all? It’s certainly not experienced in the mind where conceptual truth is mistakenly worshipped as Ultimate Reality. Many followers of Yeshua fall short of their birthright by settling for doctrinal knowledge, a pale shadow of Divine Presence. Theologians and philosophers frantically search through the conceptual maze hoping to nail such a Presence down, straightjacketing it in their chains of religious theory.
Fortunately Divine Spirit easily avoids the vain clutches of such academics to meet the common man in his inner chamber, the ‘I’ room designed for such an encounter. As our false survival selves crumble, their social and material supports tumbling into extinction, a door opens into the darkness of our confusion, where we stand stripped naked of self-assurance and ego.
Here we wait, often in despair for the Divine Light, the comfort of our Creator Parent, our Source, the very stuff from whence we have come. Thankfully such a Light will appear as surely as day follows night but only when darkness has carried out its liberating execution of our enslaving ego. Only then will all make sense; when spirit embraces Spirit and we are One.
So, on our journey into the unknown, let’s not be afraid of our inner world, our Divine meeting place, for to such a place we will return on our parting breath. Better to get familiar with it now I reckon.
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