“And thou shalt hang up the vail (curtain) under the taches (clasps), that thou mayest bring in thither (there) within (behind) the vail the ark of the testimony: and the vail shall divide unto you between the holy place and the most holy. And thou shalt put the mercy seat upon the ark of the testimony in the most holy place.” Exodus 26:33-34
When I was a little kid, I was a big fan of the Phoenix Suns. I did not go to many games, but my dad would take me from time to time. The Suns were not very good and the Coliseum was never very crowded. The Suns would run promotions and offer giveaways to entice people to attend the games, but there were a lot of fans dressed as orange seats in those days. I would try to go to games when they were giving away basketballs or something I really liked. Although the the Suns were not good, I did have my favorite players on the team. I knew all the stats of my favorite players and their nicknames as well. I could tell you where they want to college, how tall they were, and which restaurants they liked in the valley. I would read every publication about the Suns, and I felt like I knew them personally.
When I did get to go to the games at the old Coliseum, I was able to go down to where the players were and score some autographs. If the players went directly to the locker room, then a group of fans would gather where they parked their cars and would wait for them to get out of the locker room. I obtained numerous autographs from Larry Nance to Kevin Johnson. The players were much more personal in those days, and they always made me feel special as they took time to sign my piece of paper, even though they had lost yet another game.
The Suns built a new arena in 1993, and it had private parking for the players in the lower floor of the garage. The players now exited the floor and headed straight to the locker room, and fans were unable to get an autograph like we did before. The team was much better and tickets were hard to come by. Access to the players was non-existent, and if you could get tickets, you would yell out their name hoping they would turn to look to see who was calling them. The autographs sessions were over and it seemed there was an invisible wall between the players and the fans. I have yet to get another Suns autograph, even though I no longer desire one. I miss the days of old when things seemed simpler and the players took time to sign the piece of paper a snotty-nosed kid placed in front of them.
In the days of Moses, God commanded the children of Israel to build a tabernacle, and He gave them exact specifications for what and how it was to be built. God was exact in what He wanted in the tabernacle, and He wanted a special place set aside, the “Holy of Holies”, that was separate and not to be looked upon or entered into by anyone but the high priest. If anyone else entered into this place, they would be struck down by God. The Suns had security to keep you away from the likes of Charles Barkley, but having God watch over is the highest level of security one can get. The Israelites were not allowed to enter this sacred place, but this restriction changed one glorious day when Jesus died on the cross to pay for our sins. Matthew 27:51 states, “And, behold, the veil of the temple was rent (torn) in twain (two) from the top to the bottom; and the earth did quake, and the rocks rent;” Praise God for that day as the curtain was torn in two, and we were granted access to the sacred Holy of Holies. We are able to directly access the Father, and we are able to bring our praises and cares and petitions before Him. We have access to Him as I had access to the Suns players back in the day.
Do you take advantage of this access to the Father? Are you grateful for the day when the veil was torn in two? When was the last time you accessed the throne of grace? Do you spend time with Him in prayer? May we not forget the great sacrifice He made for us, and may we enjoy and be grateful for the access we have to the Father.
Stay in the fight!