This has been a wonderful week. I’ve learned so much from sitting in our sukkah, and from waving the lulav every day with my family, and from the times we’ve been joined by our friends and community. I’ve been blessed again this year to watch Ushpizin and learn something new about my walk of faith and Adonai who walks with me. So what was the biggest lesson for me this Sukkot?
In Messiah we find our rest.
Sukkot is the festival about God dwelling with man. Whether he was conceived or born on Sukkot, he came! He looked at mankind and how badly we’d mucked it up, and He knew we weren’t getting all we should from the systems in place–He’d already said, through Moses, that One would come, like Moses, who would be able to explain everything that Moses didn’t get. He came to dwell among us as one of us–modeling, teaching, showing us what it means to be in complete relationship, in complete echad, with God.
THAT is the message of grace! Salvation should really have nothing to do with whether or not there is a literal hell. If you are in relationship with God, it’s not for you and not something you need worry about. Just like marriage isn’t just about not being single. Salvation should not be about trying to be a good person. It is about becoming a righteous person–allowing God to renew your mind daily and make you over into a new person. As marriage is about becoming a good wife/husband.
This is why, from beginning to end, we find wedding language. And this is why Sukkot is the festival of weddings–when brides and grooms enter the sukkah and spend their week dwelling together, naked and unashamed. The lover of our souls has a future planned for us, and in his father’s mansion there are many sukkahs–if it were not so, he would have told us (John 14:2). And while it’s amazing that we will get to be with him forever, it’s more amazing to me that we get to dwell with him now!
Dwelling with him now means the journey isn’t just to a holy destination. The journey itself is holy! And we are invited into the sukkah daily, to begin the next leg of our holy journey each day. We are in fellowship with our God. We are accepted and sanctified before we are perfected–yet we are being perfected. That level of love and acceptance and that promise of perfection . . . these are gifts of love. Unmerited, yes, but given to us nonetheless.
A reminder of that each day is a good thing. Learning to remember each day is even better.
Oh, and I’ve learned I really love my wooden windchimes. Every life needs a soundtrack, right?