We look at the construction of the Tabernacle in Exodus - and at a man whom I once drove behind as he bounced along on three wheels and a broken rim.  His determination to make his journey, to get to his meeting place, reminds us of where God is truly located, where God lives.  We also see that although history has assumed that the Israelites and Jews thought that they had to be in the Temple to be with God, their beliefs were not so different than ours, or of that man throwing up sparks as he drove down Venice Boulevard.