A reflection on His eternal habitation
Morning watch 6.9.25 - 4:16 am-
God's Dwelling Place
The words of Isaiah 66:1 have been echoing in my spirit today: "Thus says Jehovah, Heaven is My throne, and the earth is the footstool for My feet. Where then is the house you will build for Me, and where is the place of My rest?"
And in Ephesians 2:21-22, the revelation deepens: "In whom you also are being built together into a dwelling place of God in spirit."
What strikes me most profoundly is this: God does not seek a habitation made by human hands, nor does He desire a place built upon religious systems. His eternal dwelling is something far greater—the mingling of His divine essence with humanity itself. The thought humbles me completely. How often do I limit my understanding of His economy to what I can see and touch?
Reading through Acts today, I reflected on the builders who failed to grasp what they were truly constructing. Were they shaping a legacy of Judaism? A framework of laws and traditions? No. What God has always intended is far beyond religion—it is the joining of Himself with man. His desire is to inhabit us, not merely through external rituals, but through an inner dwelling, an indwelling of His very presence.
Neither heaven nor earth alone satisfies Him. Only in the intertwining of His being with ours does He find His rest. This is His plan. His purpose. His divine economy stretching from eternity past to eternity future.
As I meditate on this mystery, I sense an invitation—an urgent calling to open my heart wider. To allow His habitation to take deeper root in the soil of my being. Not as a distant theological concept studied from afar, but as a living, breathing reality that transforms every moment of my existence.
The implications overwhelm me. If I am truly part of His dwelling place, then every thought, every word, every action becomes sacred ground. Every relationship becomes an opportunity for His presence to be manifested. Every struggle becomes a place where His strength can be revealed.
I think of the early believers, how they didn't fully comprehend the magnitude of what was being built through them. They thought they were continuing Judaism, when in reality they were participating in something entirely new—the corporate expression of Christ Himself on the earth.
Tonight, I'm reminded that this building continues. In me. Through me. With others who have also said yes to His indwelling. We are living stones, being fitted together by the master architect Himself.
Reflections from Last Night's Leaders Meeting
The leaders retreat Becky and I attended last night brought something powerful to the surface—something so meaningful it forced me to turn my focus inward, to examine what I carry around with myself. I had to take a hard look at what I have not let go of, at the places where I've been holding on instead of trusting.
There's something about encountering God's desire to dwell within us that exposes our self-protective mechanisms. When I truly consider that He wants to make His home in my heart, I become acutely aware of all the rooms I've kept locked, all the baggage I've refused to set down.
But tonight, I'm focusing on this truth: God is my protector. In Him I can trust that He has my back always. If He truly dwells within me, then I can release what I've been carrying. I can let go of the need to guard myself, because He guards me from within.
Abba
May I become ever more aware of this dwelling You are building within and among us. May I yield more completely to Your construction work in my life, even when it requires the breaking down of walls I've built for my own comfort.
Lord, make me a place of Your rest. Build Your eternal habitation in and through this willing heart.
Help me to release what I've been carrying that isn't mine to hold. Help me to trust that You are my protector, that in You I can find the security I've been seeking in my own strength.
Let this dwelling place You're building in me become more real, more present, more transformative with each passing day.