The presence moved into you — together.
Tongues of fire on ordinary heads — and no one burns.
The fire that once burned on a mountain too holy to touch came down at Pentecost and sat on people. Ordinary heads. The same fire that could have consumed them chose instead to rest. Paul says it plainly: you are the temple of God — and the you is plural. The presence is no longer somewhere you go; it's something you, together, are.
The fire never stays where it falls. You carry it out the door.
Carry the presence into one specific place this week that only you can reach.
You don't have to do anything with this space. It's for sitting, not solving.
You are the holy place. Rest in it.
The word for temple is naos — not the temple complex (hieron), but the inner sanctuary, the holy of holies. In 1 Corinthians 3:16 the "you" is plural: the whole gathered church is one sanctuary. At Pentecost the Sinai-fire came to rest on people (Acts 2) — the same fire, a new resting place.
Say it: naos · NAH-oss