Something that blessed me today:
Isaiah 6
1In the year that King Uzziah died I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up; and the train of his robe filled the temple. 2Above him stood the seraphim. Each had six wings: with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew. 3And one called to another and said:
"Holy, holy, holy is the LORD of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory!"
4And the foundations of the thresholds shook at the voice of him who called, and the house was filled with smoke. 5And I said: "Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the LORD of hosts!"
6Then one of the seraphim flew to me, having in his hand a burning coal that he had taken with tongs from the altar. 7And he touched my mouth and said: "Behold, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away, and your sin atoned for."
Isaiah’s Commission from the LORD
8And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, "Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?" Then I said, "Here am I! Send me." 9And he said, "Go, and say to this people:"'Keep on hearing, but do not understand;keep on seeing, but do not perceive.' 10 Make the heart of this people dull,
and their ears heavy,
and blind their eyes;
lest they see with their eyes,
and hear with their ears,
and understand with their hearts,
and turn and be healed."
11Then I said, "How long, O Lord?"And he said:"Until cities lie waste
without inhabitant,
and houses without people,
and the land is a desolate waste,
12and the LORD removes people far away,
and the forsaken places are many in the midst of the land.
13 And though a tenth remain in it,
it will be burned again,
like a terebinth or an oak,
whose stump remains
when it is felled."
The holy seed is its stump.
Here is a link to a sermon based on this passage. About a glorious God, a completely, most holy God.
http://www.covlife.org/resources/3563565-Undone_by_a_Glorious_God
How hard it is to see/realize this sometimes. So often I forget about how wonderful, how amazing, mighty, powerful, holy, and awesome God it is that I serve. It's almost incomprehensible. He is so holy, so set apart. He was. He is. He is to come. He has no beginning. He has no end. There was a time when I was not. There never was a time when God was not. He always is. "I am" is His name. There was no time, there is no time, and there will never be a time when God is not, or will not exist, or will cease to exist. He is forever, and always has been. He is so vast, so glorious, so perfect, and yet He is so tender to me, a finite being who does not deserve His love for one ounce of a nanosecond. He loves me, with a love so deep oceans could not contain it, with a love so vast galaxies could never contain it, with a love so true and strong, that many waters could not quench it, nor could floods drown it, nor could weapons penetrate it, nor could any thing make it come crashing down. I am so awestruck by this.
Thank you Jesus for Your love, Your glorious love that covers me. Oh Lord, let this glorious love fill me with the deepest, passionate fire for You that can never be quenched or grow old.
