For Christ did not enter a sanctuary made by human hands, a mere copy of the true one, but he entered into heaven itself, now to appear in the presence of God on our behalf.
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Just before our tour group stepped inside the Bavarian pilgrimage church, our guide turned to us and said, "Prepare yourselves for a visual display of rococo art - late Baroque.....and a multitude of baby bottoms." Sure enough, the ceilings and walls were a dramatic, overwhelming explosion of detailed paintings of pinks and golds. And yes, there were dozens of chubby baby cherubim flitting everywhere turning their cheeks to the worshipers below. It was the artist's best representation of the story and the promises of God - a little bit of heaven to be seen inside of a world of hardship, poverty and disease. Over the centuries Christians have thrown a lot of energy and resources at our buildings. We have done so, in part, to create a "half-way house" so that we can tour what awaits us in heaven to give us hope. I think we are in a time when we need new eyes to see the true heaven. Surprisingly, it still involves "baby bottoms." Heaven is a place where children are well fed and loved, totally free to be who they are without fear of violence or judgment.
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Holy God, may we be about being sanctuaries for children rather than building sanctuaries for ourselves. Amen.