I'm looking forward to worship tomorrow.
We're wrapping up our Wednesday night study through the book of Exodus. Moving through this book slowly, purposing to find Christ and His deliverance in every part of the book has had a wonderful effect on my soul.
Our subject this week was the divinely-prescribed furnishings of the tabernacle. A lot could/should/has been written about the ark, table for showbread, lampstand, etc. But if you put yourself in the shoes of the average Joe-Israelite, the story starts to sparkle. Each article preached a sermon for the faithful, pointed them to a truth of the deliverance that was to come. We sit in our 21st chairs and nod our heads, seeing how each was fulfilled in Christ, without seeing how much we have in common with Joe-Israelite. We need to realize that we were made not just to look back with understanding; we have hearts that beat for the future, that need to look forward with anticipation.
Christ's deliverance isn't just in the past; His return holds the promise of final fulfillment, of finishing what He powerfully started at creation. Consequently, worship isn't just a celebration of the past, but of the future as well. Just like each part of the tabernacle pulled the faithful forward, caused them to dream and long for the day when the lampstand would be replaced by the glory of God in the face of Christ, just like the faithful longed for the day when the imperfect, ongoing sacrifices would be finished in the one, eternally-powerful sacrifice - so our worship calls us forward, causes us to dream and long for what is to come.
The call to worship is a hint of that one, final Call to Worship, when all the faithful are called fully into the presence of God. Our Psalms are foretastes of the new song given to the faithful in God's presence. Our sermons aren't just God's needed Word for the week, but a reminder of the day when God's Word won't be on a page in our hand, but will be before us on the throne. And so on.
So, I'm looking forward to worship. Looking forward to looking forward. I need to remember to dream, I need to be reminded that this is all just a taste, just a shadow of the wonders to come.