Thursday, July 28, 2016

The Walls of a Cathedral by guest author Eleanor Gustafson

My guest today Eleanor Gustafson is doing a giveaway of one of her books. Winner gets to choice which one. Leave a blog comment below to enter the draw.  TWEET THIS

I love cathedrals. Have you ever visited one? I‘ve stood in many and even climbed to the tippy top of St. Paul’s in London. The history of these magnificent buildings is fascinating. Did you know that “a cathedral is symbolically a ship bearing the people of God through the storms of life?” (Wikipedia) They were built as centers of worship for large populations. One might argue that God’s Church is not a building. It is, rather, a community of believers who gather for worship in whatever space is available.

But for Christians throughout the ages, cathedrals were built to glorify God and were as grand and beautiful as wealth and skill could produce.

In medieval times, the building of a cathedral serves as a metaphor for believers. A quote from the novel, Pillars of the Earth, by Ken Follett:  PIC 

The walls of a cathedral had to be not just good, but perfect. The cathedral was for God. And because of a cathedral’s great size, the slightest lean in the walls, the merest variation from the absolutely true and level, could weaken the structure fatally.

The walls of the cathedral had to be straight.  The walls of our “temple” also need to be straight. We can’t push that metaphor too far—it lacks grace—but it jerks us away from any casual presumption on God’s grace. If you know anything about the Old Testament Ark of the Covenant, housed in the Holy of holies, you know that it did not allow for casual presumption. The high priest makes one misstep or wrong move and he’s dead.

The God of the ark has not changed. He demands perfection. Our sad reality is the fatal, fundamental flaws built into our “walls.” BUT Jesus the Messiah came to make our walls straight.

May the words of this song be our prayer: 

One holy temple, rising, of living stones is made;
One sure foundation able to bear the weight that’s laid
upon the cornerstone.
The Architect has laid the living Church of Jesus
        assembled in His Name.

We sing, “Build us true;”
      Your level measures straight.
We sing, “Build us strong;”
      We know the hour’s late.
We sing, Build us tight;”
      Divided houses fall.
Cement these stones You’ve fitted for glory,
      Lord of All.  ~Steven James Weibley


Born in a NJ county that had more cows than people.

Went to Wheaton College IL.
Married a multi-tasker, 3 kids, 8 grands.
Tried on the cloak of writing; found it fit well.
God first touched me through story, and he still speaks through story. I love Him passionately.


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