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A City Without Walls


“…’ Jerusalem will be a city without walls because of the great number of people and animals in it.  And I myself will be a wall of fire around it,' declares the LORD, 'and I will be its glory within.'”—Zechariah 2:4-5

“Look into my eyes!”

I would glimpse into Jesus’ eyes before I would turn away again.
   
“There is a part inside you which you don’t want me to see.  Let me see it!”

Suddenly I felt vulnerable and on edge.  What could He possibly be looking at?  I had the feeling of a great dry land on my body that had never been watered or touched by His presence.  He was now entering into that waste and renewing it with His Spirit.  I apparently had never let Him in.  It’s like the junk drawer or the closet of odds and ends that you don’t know what to do with.
 
See, what God was doing was showing me how much more of myself I need to surrender to Him.  Not much happened outside of my spirit except a greater sense of what it means to be the bride.  A bride on her wedding night surrenders her entire being to her groom.  It’s a great mystery and Jesus longs for the same thing to be done to us.  He wants to know us and every part of our being.  Even the parts we think we ought to have shame over.  Those parts, I learned last week, He loves!

So, as will be with the new heaven and the new earth, my own temple of the living God does not need walls.  It trusts Him to be the glory around and within.  We are to trust Him fully.  Completely.
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