Thoughts about veils.

In the Old Testament, we read about a God who was veiled from His people. The Tabernacle was designed that way, according to God’s own instructions. And as A. W. Tozer writes, “It was this last veil which was rent when our Lord gave up the ghost on Calvary, and the sacred writer explains that this rending of the veil opened the way for every worshipper in the world to come by the new and living way straight into the divine Presence.” The literal tearing of the veil of the temple (Matt 27:50-54, Mark 15:37-39, Luke 23:44-49) symbolised reconciliation, not rage.

Then why is it that at times it seems that God is still veiled? What’s going on? What hinders us?

Spurgeon offers a perspective. That the mystery would drive us to deeper meditation and dependence.

Tozer offers another: a veil in our hearts.

This veil is closely woven with the threads of the self-life,  “the hyphenated sins of the human spirit. They are not something we do, they are something we are, and therein lies both their subtlety and their power. To be specific, the self-sins are self-righteousness, self-pity, self-confidence, self-sufficiency, self-admiration, self-love and a host of others like them…”

I feel sick 😦

Is there any hope? Yes.

“Self is the opaque veil that hides the face of God from us…. There must be a work of God in destruction before we are free. We must invite the cross to do its deadly work within us. … Let us remember that when we talk of the rending of the veil we are speaking in a figure, and the thought of it is poetical, almost pleasant, but in actuality there is nothing pleasant about it.

In human experience that veil is made of living, spiritual tissue; it is composed of the sentient, quivering stuff of which our whole beings consist, and to touch it is to touch us where we feel pain. To tear it away is to injure us, to hurt us and make us bleed. To say otherwise is to make the cross no cross and death no death at all.

It is never fun to die.

To rip through the dear and tender stuff of which life is made can never be anything but deeply painful. Yet that is what the cross did to Jesus and it is what the cross would do to every man to set him free. Let us beware of tinkering with our inner life, hoping ourselves to rend the veil. God must do everything for us. Our part is to yield and trust. We must confess, forsake, repudiate the self-life, and then reckon it crucified.”



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