Not a note was heard, not a guitar was strummed or organ played.  Not a single song was composed.  But Isaiah saw God being worshipped.

He saw two angels there by the throne.  They had wings and eyes where wings and eyes just don’t belong.

With one set of wings they covered their eyes.  Even beings made with the stuff of Heaven can’t look into the glory of God unfiltered.  “Glory” is a word from the marketplace.  Suppose you were cooking a large meal and needed the most flour you could possibly carry.  In Isaiah’s day you’d bring the biggest container you could find and when the vendor asked how much flour you wanted you’d say, “I want the glory.”

I want all you have.  Fill ‘er up.  I want the full measure. That’s glory.

All of who God is.  Not just the parts that when preached will keep the pews and offering plates filled.  Not just the pieces that are easiest to turn into three minute pop songs.  Not just the parts we know people at the bookstore will buy if printed on t-shirts, mugs and mouse pads.  Not just the love, peace, patience, mercy, forgiveness and grace of God, but also the judgment, wrath, jealousy, self-centeredness, mystery and unfathomable complexity of God Almighty.  And not just the judgment, wrath, jealousy, self-centeredness, mystery and unfathomable complexity of God but also His love, peace, patience, mercy, forgiveness and grace.

The angels covered their eyes unable to take in the full measure of all God is.

Other Parts Of This Series:

Part 1