Tuesday, February 18, 2014

PSALM 118 - No More Bull

Save us, we pray, O Lord! O Lord, we pray, give us success! Blessed is He Who comes in the name of the Lord! We bless You from the house of the Lord! The Lord is God, and He has made His light to shine upon us. Bind the festal sacrifice with cords, up to the horns of the altar! You are my God, and I will give thanks to You. You are my God, and I will extol You! Oh give thanks to the Lord for He is good; for His steadfast love endures forever!
(Verses 25-29)

"You shall make the altar of acacia wood...the altar shall be square...and you shall make horns for it on its four corners. Its horns shall be of one piece with it, and you shall overlay it with bronze." Isn't it interesting that God designed even the details of the tabernacle? That He told earthlings how to design something He'd conceived in heaven. And we had to do it just like He said. Because the sacrifices placed upon the altar, strapped by ropes to its four corners, died, bled out and were burned before God so that He could make peace with us. It is a sign of our giving our best...a perfect lamb. Thanking Him for all His mercies...rejoicing over His steadfast love and unmerited favor. A sacrifice of praise!

No more bulls and goats. No more ashes falling from the brazen altar. No more worrying and hoping that once a year our sins will be forgiven. One sacrifice for all. The Lamb nailed to the wooden altar of His death, risen to take our sins away forever. Cleansed. Made new. Anyone in Christ is a new creation. The old has passed away. Behold! The new has come. All this is from God, who, through Christ, reconciled us to Himself (2 Corinthians 5). And the Light of the World(John 8) has come to shine upon us. To give us peace with God and favor as His dear children!

Father, Son and Spirit knew, as the earthly tabernacle was designed, that the Son would come. Be the Lamb. And the picture was painted for centuries as each year the drama of our salvation was enacted upon the brazen altar. Our sins were horrific and had to be atoned for. So as Jesus rode upon a young donkey through the streets of Jerusalem in the week of His death, the people cried out, "Blessed is He Who comes in the name of the Lord!" Little knowing Jesus was the festal sacrifice! The Light come to shine upon us! Our God!

We are saved. He has become our salvation. Who has ever loved us like this? Made us the children in whom He delights! The apple of His eye. Adored and watched over. Redeemed and chosen. Our praise should be no sacrifice, but the offering of hearts chained to Him forever in grateful adoration for the festal offering He became!


 

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