Your aura is everywhere in your house where you live. Aura is a particular atmosphere that seems to arise from and surround a person or thing. A psychiatrist needs only a three minute walk-thru of your domicile and he can write your bio: your values, dreams, lusts, your naked self! Scary? Wow! We are transparent. Our homes exude what we live for, or better still, who we live for?
God has something to say about what should be in our homes. “Tie my laws between your eyes and write them on your doorframes and on your houses,” Duet 6:8, 9, a commandment best interpreted as symbols because he previously said, “These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts.” 6:6
So without religious relics: clerical collar, rosary around the waist, Watch Tower in hand, or even a cross, our homes will mirror the One who said, “I’m going to my Father to build you a permanent home, full of my aura.” And remember, you can hang a cross on your barn, but “it ain’t gonna turn yer horses into saints.”
On an annual air conditioning inspection of our house, as the service person got ready to leave, I asked him, “What do you think the purpose of life is?” His response was “I knew you was going to ask me that. I knew you was Christians the minute I stepped into your house.” Obviously, our homes can “talk” the love affair we have with the Shepherd of our souls.
Recently a salesperson barged into our house one day with his air purifying system. Three minutes into the sales pitch, he stopped, and asked, “You’re Christians, aren’t you?” My wife looked at me; I looked at her. We hadn’t said a word. And no religious sayings or pictures hang on our walls. No other explanation than the Spirit’s aroma and aura [I like that word!] “spoke” through us. These incidents do not elevate my wife and me. We’re only sinners saved by grace. It’s all about God’s laws “upon our hearts” spilling out to others.
Want a challenge? Discover how your personality, your aura, shows off that Jehovah God lives outside and inside your home with you.
The next Umbilical features how our words “betray” us.