Again, by using the actual history of the Temple I was reminded of a truth of God. He is the God of all people.
My mind drifted to the last Sunday in our church and as I looked out I saw all people. Young, old, black, white, and brown. I saw those who have a little money and those who do not. I saw those who have suffered greatly and those who have lived a good life with few problems.
It makes me happy to worship in a place like that. Often it is not easy to work through the culture differences of a diverse church but it is worth the trouble. I only wish we were more diverse, ever Sunday.
This brings me to a favorite verse in Revelation 7:9, "After this I looked, and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and before the Lamb. They were wearing white robes and were holding palm branches in their hands." Someday we will all worship before the Lamp, this is a good time to practice.