David’s life is nearing an end,
but he doesn’t stop working.
He doesn’t slip into a royal recliner and say,
“I’m tired.”
or
“I’m done.”
Instead, he spends his last days organizing the tribes of Israel
and gathering supplies for the building of the temple.
If there’s one thing David has learned,
it’s that God’s presence is worthy of nothing less than the best.
Gold
Silver
Bronze
Onyx
Precious stones
Iron
This temple would surpass anything built by human hands.
God’s tent-dwelling days were drawing to a close.
He would finally have a home fitting of His presence.
Royal in every way.
In many ways,
David’s attention to every detail of this temple
reflects God’s attention to every detail of ours.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
Psalm 139:13-16
David paved the way for Solomon to build a glorious home for His Father;
and every time a woman is with child today,
God paves the way for the creation of one more home for His presence.
Emmanuel.
God is with us.
Not in buildings made of stones,
but in bodies made of flesh and bones.
How different would my Monday look if I truly believed this?
Treated my body like a treasured dwelling place of the Lord of Heaven and Earth?
What would I eat?
What would I drink?
Would my hands be more gentle?
My steps more intentional?
My words more loving?
My thoughts more pure?
If God is in me,
then the things I do and say reflect my view of His majesty.
David knew the tent had to go in order for the glorious temple to be built.
What needs to go in me?
God knit me together in my mother’s womb.
What have I done since that time to keep His temple fitting for a king?
Physically
Emotionally
Spiritually
Mentally
Is my temple made of gold, silver, and bronze?
Or am I treating my temple like a tent made of stakes covered in fabric?
My prayer today is that I would see myself and my life through the eyes of God.
Intricately formed
Fearfully and wonderfully made
Knit and woven together
Ordained before one day came to be
My prayer is also that I would see every person I encounter in the very same way.
Royalty deserves special treatment.
And as Christians, we carry with us the King of Kings –
the Prince of Peace.
Because of this, our tent-dwelling days have to go.
Emmanuel
God is with us.
No matter our age,
may we continue to create for Him a home fitting of a King.
In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 
