We have thought on your steadfast love, O God, in the midst of your temple. Psalm 48:9
I still hear little church campers’ slightly off key but full of gusto voices belting out , “I’ve got the love of Jesus down in my heart, where? down in my heart to stay.” Now you are humming it, too, right? They thought of God’s steadfast love in the midst of His temple- them.
Through the power of the Holy Spirit, God now dwells in us, taking up space in our thoughts, heart and actions- when we yield to Him that is. More than our conscious, His whispers encourage us, guide us, teach us and protect us. It reminds me of those spy movies when the agent has a hidden communication device and headquarters is tracking him, speaking with him and monitoring his moves.
There are times I forget my heart is beating. It just goes on doing its thing, silently, constantly thumping in blood and forcingit back into my body. Until I get in a panic, or run hard, or lie awake in the wee hours of the night. Then I hear and feel that thump,thump. Used to be there were times I’d forget God was inside me. I go about my way, until you guessed it, I get in a panic, run from danger or lie awake in the wee hours. Then I ‘d hear Him faithfully tapping on my heart – “I’m here- turn to me.”
The more I dwell in the Word and pray to Him regularly, the more I’m in tune to that tapping- the one that is in sync with my heartbeat but so distinctive. The more I hear headquarters monitoring my steps and giving me direction. The more I truly know the love of Jesus is down in my heart to stay – in the midst of His temple – me.
Do you not know that you are a temple of God and that the Spirit of God dwells in you? 1 Corinthians 3:16
