Numbers 4:6 Then they shall put on it a covering of badger skins, and spread over [that] a cloth entirely of blue; and they shall insert its poles. A cloth of blue. It’s not really blue. It’s tĕkeleth. The definition is a violet stuff, violet thread or fabric. The other definition is blue, but it’s a spectrum from “brilliant red through deep purple.” Looking further at Gesenius’ Lexicon, he remarks that it’s a type of muscle whose blue shell is ground up to make the dye for cerulean purple cloth. The author of a website [1] says this about the cloth: Craftsmen were supernaturally filled with the requisite wisdom and were commanded to weave this dyed, blue linen or wool fabric into specific designs for various details of the tabernacle. Some of these included the covering for the Table of the Presence, veils and curtains, coverings over hides of sea cows, clothing of the priests and the fringe of the prayer shawl. In Exodus, you can read about the craftsmen working furiously to create with consummate skill, embroideries in this rare and unusual blue. Somehow, despite being in the desert, they not only had access to this precious color, but also the skill to weave it into the precise patterns, as commanded by God. (Ex 29-39) God used color, in this case that elusive blue, to impart one more subtle truth, one that fills me with awe at its precision in usage. The exact color of the fringe of the prayer shawl remains a mystery, but is often described by some Rabbis as resembling the blue of the sea, reflecting the sky, and resembling God’s seat of glory. That’s pretty interesting… He also adds that this color is seen in the book of Esther, as well as extensively throughout the instructions regarding the tabernacle and, later, the Temple. If this author is correct, it’s pretty amazing that these wandering Israelites had this dye (which was apparently pretty rare and quite expensive) and knew how to work with it (which seems to have been quite an art form in and of itself). Another mystery of God’s provision. If He required it to be used in His tabernacle, then He would provide the resources and the skill needed to do Him will. That’s pretty cool! According to another source [2] blue was symbolic of divine contemplation and divine beings (since it is like the air or the sky). In religious art it often represents truth, constancy and fidelity. The reference to truth comes from the idea that the sky is always blue when the clouds blow away, which suggests the unveiling of truth. Whatever the reason, God went into a lot of detail and chose colors appropriately suited to His magnificence! I think that’s kind of cool! Reference: [1] http://www.christian-artist-resource.com/prayer-shawl.html [2] “The Color Blue: Its Use as Metaphor and Symbol.” Vivian Jacobs and Wilhelmina Jacobs. American Speech, Vol. 33, No. 1 (Feb., 1958), pp. 29-46. (article consists of 18 pages) Published by: Duke University Press.Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/453461
Psalm 113:7 and he lifts the poor from the dirt and the needy from the garbage dump. Just because God is God, it doesn’t mean that we don’t have trouble. Even in this verse there are poor who are in the dirt and needy in the garbage dump. Actually, in some ways I feel like I qualify for those verses. However, when I look at my circumstances in light of other people around the world, say in Haiti or Africa or even China, I find that I have far more than I realize. God doesn’t leave us in our current situations (unless we completely ignore Him and do things our own way). He sees us and longs to lift us up. There’s a song called “Royalty” by these two prophetic worshipers, and it speaks to a woman reminding her that God has created her to be a queen, royalty in His house. I love this song. Not because I want to rule the world, but because it reminds me that I was adopted into the family of Christ, the Prince of Peace, the King of the Universe, and I am more than I appear. He longs to lift me back to that place that He intended for me to be – a queen, living in the house of the Most High. I was made for more than this, but I live in a fallen world. I am a child of the King, and if I remember that, I am reminded to carry myself as royalty. It’s an awesome song. We were not made to live in the trash heap. We were made to live with God. And He longs for us to come spend time with Him, reminding us of who we are really meant to be and how special we are to Him. We are not insignificant. We are loved. Remember?
