"At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.
"Woe to me!" I cried. "I am ruined!" For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the LORD of Hosts."
(Isaiah 6:4-5)
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6 comments:
Gee, isn't that all of us. Thank God for grace and forgiveness!
And Godiva Chocolate Cheesecake.
Hey! What's happened to this blog? It was so good! I know I for one would love to see more!
I know how blogs can get away from you. I just started posting on mine again.
But I cheer for more!
Expect more a little later in the term (when I start writing more papers).
Great profile picture, by the way.
That's one of my favorites... So real, and so tr
ue.
I'm writing a choral piece right now, and the text is Isaiah 6:1-8.
I love how it paints a picture in your head.
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