1 Chronicles 16:34 It was finally ‘home’. The “ark of God was set in the midst of the tent, which David had pitched for it“. Then David entrusted Asaph with the singing of thanks to the Lord, to call on His name before the people and make known His doings among the peoples! What a glorious day! We stop, we close our eyes, and we’re there… Singing, praising God, dancing in the streets, for His presence has returned. The ark wasn’t a box with some stuff in it. It held the tablets of the Law, engraved by God, the rod of Aaron that budded and a jar of manna. It was proof of God’s presence, His Sovereignty and miraculous intervention as He delivered Israel from bondage, leading them to the Promised Land. They were giving God honor and glory simply by… meditating, singing the songs written in remembrance of all His wondrous works. Songs they would be all to familiar with… They all knew the words. Their ancestors lived the moments and passed them down from generation to generation so all who came after them would give Him thanks. They would know His Mercy and Loving Kindness endured, not just for a time but forever. History has a tendency to repeat itself, writing itself into new hearts. The principal is the same, the ark is ‘home’ in us. The presence of God and the memory of all He’s done for us is written on our hearts. We, too, have memories of His goodness and grace, of miracles… maybe not bread falling from heaven, or an ‘author signed’ stone tablet instructing us on righteousness…but we have unexplained evidence that He’s here…with us. Every day is an opportunity to give Him thanks for His unceasing goodness and loving kindness. He calls us to sing of His goodness and to share with other others all He has done.