Thursday, September 3, 2015

Isaiah 6 and a Shiner

"In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord seated on a high and lofty throne,and His robe filled the temple. Seraphim were standing above Him; each one had six wings: with two he covered his face, with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew. And one called to another:

Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of Hosts;

His glory fills the whole earth.

because I am a man of unclean lips
and live among a people of unclean lips,
and because my eyes have seen the King,
the Lord of Hosts.
your wickedness is removed
and your sin is atoned for.
Who will go for Us?

The foundations of the doorways shook at the sound of their voices, and the temple was filled with smoke.

Then I said:

Woe is me for I am ruined

Then one of the seraphim flew to me, and in his hand was a glowing coal that he had taken from the altar with tongs. He touched my mouth with it and said:

Now that this has touched your lips,

Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying:

Who should I send?

I said: Here I am. Send me."

Isaiah 6:1-8


I had a little break in between patients this morning and so was able to do some studying. I ended up focusing on Isaiah 6. One of my favorite Old Testament passages. Personal and corporate worship. An encounter with a holy God and how by definition that must change us. A reminder of who owns our souls.

This passage also points to the ultimate need for Christ as mediator. The seraphim can't look at God for his wonderfully, awefully, divine holiness. It is so incredible to me how Jesus is woven all through the fabric of the Old Testament.


In other news:



No that is not just a dark circle. That is a black eye. Not a bad one thankfully. But I think maybe my first! It is a long story but basically due to my pea sized bladder and an unfortunate run-in with the choir room bathroom stall door at rehearsal last night, I have got a pretty splitting headache today. I have the humor of it to lessen the throbbing however.


This is not necessarily surprising. You would have thought that my participating in the Miss Mississippi pageant (yes, I admit it) those many years ago would have made me more graceful. But nope. One of my "second mamas" as I like to call them, when I was younger, used to teasingly refer to me as "Grace". It was not without sarcasm I'm afraid!



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