Hey y’all. It’s been quite some time since I last posted. About two months now. So much has happened, and I’m not sure why I never turned to writing a post to help me reflect. But I’m back, ready to declare to God what exactly has been going on in my heart lately.
This past quarter at school, a little voice tugged on my heart, ‘You need to sacrifice something.’ Sacrifice. When I think of sacrifice, I tend to focus more on what I’m losing, rather than what I’m gaining. I’ve grown too attached to comfort, but above all, calling the own shots in my life, discounting God’s rightful place in my heart. I don’t think God’s looking for me to sacrifice anymore; I think He just wants my heart.
And one called to another and said: ‘Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of Hosts; the whole earth is full of His glory!’ And the foundations of the thresholds shook at the voice of him who called, and the house was filled with smoke. And I said: ‘Woe is me! For I am lost; for 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.’ [Isaiah 6:3-5]
God is holy, holy, holy. Holiness is not just purity, but a cut above, set apart, for another purpose. Holiness, in essence, is other-worldly; is Godly. Holiness is central to who God is, above His love, grace, kindness, justice. Perhaps we can love without knowing who God is. Perhaps we can have mercy on others without acknowledging God. But we cannot be holy or know what and who holiness is apart from God. To deny God of His holiness in our minds is to not know who He truly is. And when we don’t truly know who He is, we don’t know we are, or why we need a relationship with Him. Continue reading “Life | No. 13 [Holy, Holy, Holy]”