There once stood a house at the edge of a vast valley, its walls strong but empty, its windows clear yet dimmed by years of neglect. This house had been built by a master craftsman, designed with care, its every detail purposed for beauty and fullness. Yet, for all its design, it stood hollow—void of warmth, echoing with silence. They were yet to begin experiencing God’s glory.
One day, a messenger arrived, bearing an invitation. “The Master desires to fill this house with His glory,” the messenger proclaimed. “But first, the house must be prepared.”
The inhabitants of the house stirred, wondering what this preparation might require. The messenger spoke again: “Empty it of clutter. Cast out all that does not belong. Open every door, every window, and every hidden place, for the Master’s presence will not abide in a divided dwelling.”
The inhabitants hesitated. They had grown accustomed to their clutter—old relics of pride, worn remnants of selfish ambition, and shadows of fear that lingered in the corners. Yet the promise of experiencing God’s glory stirred something deep within them. Slowly, room by room, they began to clear the house. They swept the floors of distraction, tore down idols of self, and cast out burdens that had long weighed them down.
As the house was emptied, light began to seep through its walls. The windows, once dimmed, began to shine with clarity. A hunger grew within the hearts of the inhabitants—a longing for the Master to fill what they had emptied.
When the work was done, the house stood still, its rooms prepared, its doors flung wide. The inhabitants gathered in the great hall, lifting their voices in unity, proclaiming the goodness of the Master. Their song rose like incense, filling the air with the sound of worship.
And then, it happened.
A great wind swept through the valley, rushing into the house with a force both terrifying and beautiful. It was not destructive but consuming, filling every crevice, every corner, every place where emptiness once dwelled. The house began experiencing God’s glory. A brilliant light followed the wind, so dazzling that the inhabitants could only fall to their knees in awe.
The house was no longer empty. It pulsed with the radiant glory of the Master, a glory so overwhelming that all other tasks ceased. The inhabitants could only bow in worship, their hearts aflame with reverence and love.
The messenger’s voice echoed once more: “This is the glory of the Master. It fills what is empty, transforms what is broken, and sanctifies what is prepared. From this day forward, this house shall be a dwelling place for His presence.”
The Invitation for Us
We, too, are this house. We are invited to prepare the temple of our hearts for the glory of the Lord. True worship begins when we humble ourselves, clearing away the clutter of pride, fear, and distraction, and opening every hidden corner to His light. When we press into His presence with awe and hunger, we create space for His brilliance to fill us and for experiencing God’s glory.
And when His glory fills our lives, we are transformed. The work of our hands and the striving of our hearts pale in comparison to the overwhelming beauty of His presence.
So let us come in unity, worshiping with all that we are. Let us proclaim His goodness and invite His glory to dwell within us. For when God’s glory fills the house, no other task matters. Nothing compares to the joy of experiencing God’s glory and being consumed by His presence.
Prayer
Lord, we prepare the temple of our hearts for You. Empty us of all that hinders Your presence and fill us with Your glory. Transform us, sanctify us, and let our lives reflect the brilliance of Your light. May we bow in awe before You, for we long for experiencing Your glory. In Jesus’ name, we pray. Amen.
