Thursday, March 28, 2013

Isaiah 6:1-12 - Not even the Angels dare to look!

In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lifted up, and the train of His robe filled the temple. Above it stood seraphim; each one had six wings: with two he covered his face, with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew. And one cried to another and said: “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; The whole earth is full of His glory!” And the posts of the door were shaken by the voice of him who cried out, and the house was filled with smoke. So I said: “Woe is me, for I am undone! Because 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.” Then one of the seraphim flew to me, having in his hand a live coal which he had taken with the tongs from the altar. And he touched my mouth with it, and said: “Behold, this has touched your lips; Your iniquity is taken away, And your sin purged.” Also 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.” And He said, “Go, and tell this people: ‘Keep on hearing, but do not understand; Keep on seeing, but do not perceive.’ “Make the heart of this people dull, And their ears heavy, And shut their eyes; Lest they see with their eyes, And hear with their ears, And understand with their heart, And return and be healed.” Then I said, “Lord, how long?” And He answered: “Until the cities are laid waste and without inhabitant, The houses are without a man, The land is utterly desolate,The Lord has removed men far away, And the forsaken places are many in the midst of the land,
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It's like trying to look at the Sun
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Truly, the Lord is Holy.  Frightening, six-winged creatures, whose very sight would terrify me, dared not even look to the Holy Lord but covered their faces.  These same creatures, recognized the Lord's Holiness and dared not even speak to Him but, instead, called out to each other, "Holy, Holy, Holy!" These creatures, who surely excel in Holiness, especially when compared to me, knew that the Lord was unapproachable in His Holiness.  If majestic  Holy creatures can not look upon the Face of God, what chance have I? Woe to me, I am a man of unclean lips and I dwell in the midst of people with unclean lips!
O, but look! An angel approaches me and brings me a hot coal from the Altar of God. This is my cleansing. This is my salvation.  If my Salvation does not come from the Lord Himself, than how can I ever be saved?  And is not the Hot Coal, the very Body and Blood of Christ Himself, in His Holy Eucharist?
Lord, You are Holy indeed! Let me never forget that when ever I speak with You.  In my prayers to You, let me not treat You like "my buddy," but rather as my Sovereign. How grateful I am that You are a King Who loves me and, in Your humility, You condescend to help me.  Feed me, I pray with the Hot Coals from your altar and remove my sin. Amen.
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