Wednesday, December 26, 2012

I Crave the Beautiful Unity

I need more than intellectual agreement... more than respect and courtesy... there is a unity that surpasses mere humanity

"Behold, how good and how pleasant it is For brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious oil upon the head, Running down on the beard, The beard of Aaron, Running down on the edge of his garments. It is like the dew of Hermon, Descending upon the mountains of Zion; For there the LORD commanded the blessing - Life forevermore." Ps 133 NKJV

There is a beautiful living unity... those other things are great but this divinely good and pleasant fellowship is on another level. It is such a short Psalm, only three verses, but word by precious word it spells out a life that only can come from above.

This unity is like oil... not any oil but the special anointing oil... not oil sitting in a jar but being poured on a person... not just a little but a flow of oil... unity is like a flow of special fragrant oil that was only lawful to make for God's use. Oil that flows and touches the head first then moves to the beard... whose beard... the beard of a priest, one called by God to intercede... oil poured on a priest was done at certain times and in a specific order. Not Aaron's head... but Aaron's beard the outgrowth of experiencing the life of God... months... years... soaking up the oil as it flows... it flows down and down to the edges of the garments.

The unity is like dew. Water that was mist in the air forms quickly in the early morning from nothing into tiny droplets that grow. The early morning air provides the perfect environment for dew to form. The water isn't poured or sprinkled... it isn't tainted in any way... one place on Zion doesn't get more than the other... the dew forms on all the mountains of the Holy place... at the right time... if you you sleep under the stars you will go to bed dry and awake covered with dew.

This Holy unity... beautiful unity... is in the Holy place and God commands blessing there.

It is not a meeting of the minds.. it is the corporate distillation of doctrine that everyone present gets covered with... not just oil but Holy flowing oil. Not just polite banter but loving exchanges.

This unity doesn't happen anywhere, at anytime, with just anyone. Aaron must be there. Zion is the place. The oil pours in our calling. Familiarity will just leave it on the shelf.

The dew forms in the morning... I could sleep in and miss it. I don't want to miss it. Please God... distill the words from Your book and turn them from air into personal truth.

Human compatibility is dry. I need the oil. I crave the beautiful unity.

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