And one cried to another and said: "Holy. holy, holy is the Lord of host; the whole earth is full of His glory!"
Your glory God in exaltation. May we be as the seraphim who worship You with intense adoration. The throne where You are seated is eternal, sovereign, and universal rule. May we bow to You the King in humble adoration as You are not like other rulers who have no true concern about the welfare of Your people. This is so evident in all the upheaval happening around the globe. A reminder to us not to put our hope in mortal men but in You the great I AM. Forgive us Lord for making You into our own image, and our pride mocking the angels that stand in Your presence and behold Your glory and majesty. Forgive us Lord for reducing You to just some other nice guy, a buddy or an average joe. Foolishness abounds, as we ignore that You are not just holy, but holy, holy, holy indescribable in our human language. but even though are words being small doesn't mean we reduce You down it means we fall down before You in honor and respect. Thus, the song of the seraphim is a constant refrain that Your transcendence is inexpressible as the whole earth and beyond is filled with Your glory. How sad for those who don't see it. It's even more amazing the closeness You have with Your creation, ever involved with the people You created in Your image. Father, awaken the slumbering souls, to become alive in You and bring glory to Your name. Come let us magnify the Lord and exalt His name forever, Amen.
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