When the canopy was up and a random collection of quilts, blankets, and sheets fastened to it to serve as temporary walls, it felt cozy and familiar inside. The sun shining through the hand-stitched pink quilt cast the same light as that childhood fort. Out came the table and tablecloth, a runner and some candles, a string of white twinkly lights and some corn stalks. It didn't look like much, but it was to be our home outside our home.
I tested the space with a cup of tea and a good book and found it comfy inside, but a little flappy in the wind. Some bricks to anchor the blanket walls took care of that.
The next important thing for our tabernacle was to fill it with friends, food, and laughter. Above, catch a glimpse of a delightful evening, just one of the gatherings that took place in the small, temporary shelter. The candles and twinkly lights filled the little room with a warm glow that chased away the darkness just through the blankets.
I'm in a different sort of tabernacle now, a timeshare apartment at the coast with some good friends. While we didn't build this room for the occasion and we will not deconstruct it at the end of the festival (promise!), I believe this sort of weekend honors the spirit of what God is trying to teach me.
God sustains.
Relationships are good.
Enjoy the harvest.
His presence is with us wherever we go.
Be satisfied.
Open your heart to others.
Even if the walls are flapping and the rain comes in through the roof, God is faithful.
I'd love it if you'd join me in my little fort. It's cozy in here.
2 comments:
Love the idea of party after the fast! It's beautiful the way He knows what we will be needing before we even know we will be needing it, and preplans the joy and relief.
Another cool thing he does is to extend the feast an extra day as if to say, "Do you have to go home already? Have another cupcake. Make yourself at home!"
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