Solomon began to build the Temple. For a building that was only 90’ by 30’ and three stories tall, it took a long time to build. It was probably one of the most beautiful buildings ever constructed, and Solomon’s father, King David, had spent years and much of the nation’s wealth gathering the costly materials for construction. Everything inside was covered in gold except for the large bronze washing bowl called The Sea and the curtain that separated the Holy Place from the Most Holy Place. And there were upper rooms and side rooms that stored valuable treasures that had been given to pay for the operation of the Temple.
To me, there was one thing missing – the worshipers. That curtain separated even the High Priest from God, except for the one day a year when he was allowed to enter the Holy of Holies. The 60’x30’ main room of the Temple, called the Holy Place, was where the priests prepared to do their work. People in that room could see the poles that protruded past the ends of the Ark of the Covenant inside the Holy of Holies, but no one outside could even see them while peeking in the door. A Holy God was now among His people yet separated from them due to their sin. And all they could do was look longingly from the outside and wonder and hope.
How much better WE have it! Our High Priest is our God. Because of His own sacrifice of Himself, we are no longer separated from Him. Our sins are not merely covered over – they’ve been removed. When He made that sacrifice, the curtain separating the Holy of Holies from the rest of the Temple was ripped from top to bottom – from 30’ in the air – something only God could have done.
We don’t have to travel to one building in one city in one country to be near Him – He is residing in our hearts!
What a shame, Father, that all of that wealth could not do what the drops of Your Son’s blood could – bring me near to you. Thank You for the most extravagant gift of all!