He was growing weary of this unchanging routine day after day. Sure, he was thankful for his buddies who were willing to carry his lame body day after day to the Beautiful Gate, but life didn’t feel very beautiful there. And yet it was no ordinary gate for Ezekiel 43:1-4 speaks of how the glory of the Lord came into the house by the way of the gate facing toward the east, the Beautiful Gate.
He felt forgotten about, lonely and largely ignored by those who passed by. Feeling ignored and lonely were feelings he had hardened himself to as one day turned into a month that turned into years and here he was. Still spending his days begging alms and praying.
“Alms are noted as being compassionate, charitable gifts as exercised toward the poor. The tender heart of the giver is showing mercy and compassion to the poor.” They really hadn’t helped him that much as he thought about the depth of his need, the never changing hunger, the ever growing desire for something more, something beyond his reach.
He had to admit his praying had created a hunger inside him for more than just food and money. He wanted so much more but couldn’t quite put a finger on his need and what would meet it.Continue Reading