Sanctuary Poem

This is a repeat for Beth. I think I posted this on my blog before I deleted it and started over. We are in a class at church about the Jewish feasts (very interesting believe it or not!) and were talking about the tabernacle last night. I told her I wrote a poem about it once... this is the whole story:

I was in my daily bible reading in Exodus and read this:

Exodus 25:8-9 "Have the people of Israel build me a holy sanctuary so I can live among them. You must build this Tabernacle and its furnishings exactly according to the pattern I will show you"

It was (and is) hard for me to get my mind around all the intricate detail that God demanded for the tabernacle (and later the temple) and I just wondered... why?

Then I wrote this in my journal:

Let me build for You
A holy sanctuary in my heart
A place where you can live and guide me
Love me, keep me,
Safely hide me.

A place with gold, bronze, pretty cloth- wove with bright threads
Dyed with Christ's blood
Made clean and fit for a king

According to Your plans.