1 Chronicles 13:9-10
When they came to the threshing floor of Kidon, Uzzah reached out his hand to steady the ark, because the oxen stumbled. The LORD’s anger burned against Uzzah, and he struck him down because he had put his hand on the ark. So he died there before God.
When I read 1 Chronicles 13 I realise that I often forget how big and powerful our God is. In that chapter, David is moving the ark of the Lord. One of his men, Uzzah, touches the ark when it starts to slip and God kills him. His hand brushed it and he was struck dead. He came in contact with the living Lord and lost his life.
What was in that box, in that ark, was massive and powerful. It was uncontrollable and deadly and amazing. When Uzzah didn't respect it, he thought he had the power to steady it, and he lost his life. How am I any different?
I have the power of the all mighty God living inside me. Within this temple of a body lives the holy Lord, the Alpha and Omega, majesty personified. And yet, I treat that fact like Uzzah. I treat it casually. I doubt God’s ability to help me or sustain me or protect me. I try and balance out His power, to slow it down and steady it. I act like it's not that important. But it is that important. Important enough to die for.
The other thing these verses showed me was how great a chasm Christ crossed for us. Uzzah died when he touched the ark. But because Christ died for me, the ark dwells within me. It's not that I can now touch it; it's that it touches me. Every second of every day, it invites me in and draws me out, to not just touch, but build my life within that box, within the presence and power of God.
You've got something big inside you too. Don't forget the beauty and power of that.
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