Smoke poured from his nostrils; fierce flames leaped from his mouth. Glowing coals blazed forth from him. He opened the heavens and came down; dark storm clouds were beneath his feet. Mounted on a mighty angelic being, he flew, soaring on the wings of the wind. He shrouded himself in darkness, veiling his approach with dense rain clouds. A great brightness shone around him, and burning coals blazed forth. 2 Sam. 22: 9-13
There are some pictures of God in the Scripture which shake me to my core. This is one of them. The idea of God rising from His throne, shaking out his robes in anger and riding on the wings of the wind to my aid is incredibly encouraging but I have to admit a little terrifying as well. You see, Where God is His glory goes before Him and there’s something about glory that really conflicts us as humans. Don’t get me wrong I desperately want His glory but in the times I have run up against even a few drops of this heavenly stuff far from being the conquering pastor-guy I would like to envision I ended up lying on the floor unable to do anything but weep and cry “Holy!”…Like I said incredibly encouraging and a little terrifying all at once.
Have you ever had an experience like this with the Lord? Tell me about it.