I wander’d lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch’d in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee:—
A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company!
I gazed, and gazed, but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

I have a problem with replica tabernacles built as attractions. If an individual or group wants to spend time and energy reconstructing a replica of the tabernacle as an act of devotion or worship; I am totally fine with that. I imagine it could be an incredibly moving and worthwhile experience that could bring you closer to God. My problem is when the individual or group starts saying, “come look what we built.”

In everything we do we need to express our respect for God. We need to be careful not to blaspheme a holy God with our actions, with our attitudes, and with our words. A replica tabernacle used as a tourist attraction takes a thing purposed for God’s use and subverts it to human use. At the very lease it seems disrespectful. Of course, I may just be getting old and crotchety.