There was once a great and wise Architect. In fact, He was the wisest of all Architects.
This Architect had lived in many different kinds of dwellings. Some were temporary, like a tent. Others were more permanent, like a house. Yet none of these dwellings fulfilled His deepest desires.
This Architect had a deep longing for something… and for someone.
The Architect had one Son, whom He prized.
Indeed, this Son was the apple of His Father’s eye.
The Architect longed to expand the love between He and His Son, and so, deep in His heart, He hid His plans for a new dwelling place.
But this would not be just any dwelling place. This would be the place where His Son would live with His bride. The family of the Architect would dwell together and rest in this place.
Rest, family, love. These were at the heart of the Architect’s deep longing.
But the wise Architect was patient and watchful. At just the right time, He began building the home of His dreams.
Through His Son, He began calling many builders from all different lands together, revealing to them the Foundation that was laid even before the world was formed. The Son gave them the vision of His Father’s dream home, and He showed them a place abounding with stones of every shape and size.
After pondering what they had seen, many builders began to question the Architect’s vision.
“Isn’t this too costly?”
“Who has the time to build this way?”
“Do you not know that there are modern ways to build things faster? We have bricks, wood, and man-made materials at our disposal.”
The Son replied, “I have seen all that you describe, but those are not my Father’s way. These are precious stones, in fact they are living stones, each one specially chosen, and I will build with them, even if the laborers are few.”
With these words, many of the builders departed and went to work for themselves.
The few remaining builders were captured by the vision the Architect’s Son had shared with them. No other structure they had ever built or ever imagined could come close to this new vision.
And so they began, each with the Architect’s vision in mind, to labor among the stones. They began, under the Son’s patient direction, the slow, painful process of shaping and molding each stone so that they fit together perfectly.
Generation passed after generation, and still the builders were few. And yet a remnant remained dedicated to the Architect’s vision, inching ever so slightly towards the completion of the Architect’s final dwelling, His eternal home.
Now I say to you that you are Peter (which means ‘rock’), and upon this rock I will build my church, and all the powers of hell will not conquer it. (Matthew 16:18)
And you are living stones that God is building into his spiritual temple. (1 Peter 2:5a)
But Christ, as the Son, is in charge of God’s entire house. And we are God’s house, if we keep our courage and remain confident in our hope in Christ. (Hebrews 3:6)
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