I flip the lights on early this morning and I see that people have been hard at work.
It’s under construction.
Someone’s been in the house.
Preparing. Thinking ahead.
Working with others in mind.
Tonight in this house, hundreds of young people will gather to worship Jesus. Some for the very first time.
Their arrival was planned for.
The sacrifice of many for the freedom of a few.
Tonight we’ll meet with God. And turn a house into a hall of homes. Where the Holy Spirit can reside.
It’s just a house. Full of miracles.