As we're singing that song about the holiness of God, I'm reminded of a young man around 20 years of age or so.

His name was Isaiah.

He had an open vision of the pre-incarnate Christ in which he saw him for all of his

holiness and grandeur and splendor.

And in the moment he saw the pre-incarnate Christ in all of his holiness, he saw himself for what he really was.

Not righteous, but a sinner.

And he saw his nation for what his nation really was, sinners.

And as he just sat there in God's presence, grieving over his sinful nature and the sinful nature of his nation, God burned him in his lips and in his heart as a symbol of his redemption and sent him out to proclaim the word to a hostile generation.

I just prayed in moments when we sing about the holiness of God.

It would be beyond a song that we would get a glimpse of the grand and the magnitude

if we can't in our finite mind of his supreme characteristic which is his

holiness and we wouldn't be in his presence with arrogance and pride we would not think that he is

unworthy of us kneeling or bowing our face to the floor we would not think that he's not

unworthy of anything but all of us in

moments like that in humility and loneliness sometimes sometimes I wish that we didn't live in a country that had clocks

I hate it sometimes

Everything in America is like this so heavily regimented

That we can't even linger in God's presence because we got reservations

to get to restaurants and you know this whole country just ran on a clock everything

sometimes I just wish in moments like that we could just stay there and then not be awkward to you.

And that we just enjoy his presence so much.

I mean, those moments are foretates of glory divine.

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