Nearly every year, I will take a short trip to downtown Tampa, to visit the Henry B. Plant museum. It’s a historical hotel that now houses the University of Tampa. Each time I visit, it reminds me that I need to visit the Belleview-Biltmore, which was also built by H.B. Plant. We were in the Clearwater area, and just happened to drive by it. It’s a guarded area, but the security guard was kind enough to let us in so I could go and browse around the old building. It made me sad to see that the owners hadn’t preserved the look by building the new condos to match the old architecture. On to bigger and better things; out with the old and in with the new. The nostalgia takes me back to a bygone era.
I’m now reading in the book of Leviticus; I’m going to try and stick it out to the end, but all the slaughtering, and splashing of the blood is a little nauseating. It’s good to be reminded of the past, but thankfully Jesus put that bygone era to rest, never to come back in style. Reading all the requirements makes me so thankful to have Jesus as an offering for our sin. I’m also quite thankful for the air conditioning that the Biltmore didn’t have back in the day. Some things were meant to be left in the past.
He shall lay his hand on the head of the burnt offering, and it shall be accepted for him to make atonement for him. Then he shall kill the bull before the LORD, and Aaron's sons the priests shall bring the blood and throw the blood against the sides of the altar that is at the entrance of the tent of meeting. Leviticus 1:4-5