I am seeking His kingdom

The Splendor of the Kingdom

In the year of King Uzziah’s death I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, lofty and exalted, with the train of His robe filling the temple. Seraphim stood above Him, each having six wings: with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew. And one called out 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 trembled at the voice of him who called out, while the temple was filling with smoke. Isaiah 6:1-4, NASB

We began this week with a trip to Disney World–and I’m going to go back there. (No, this is not a plug for the Magic Kingdom–I am not in anyway associated with Walt’s magical world). Hopefully you’ll indulge me the trip.

By way of explanation, I was thirty before I finally made it to Mickey’s amazing spread, and while I’m sure you’ll laugh at this story, because most do, that’s okay. I like laughing.

My first glimpse of Cinderella’s castle was magic–even in my third decade of life. Truly, I was in awe. (I know, I need to get out more. Someday maybe ill see the real castles in Europe. But for now. . . ) I’ll never forget the night my husband and I strolled up Main Street USA just in time to watch the evening fireworks launch over the castle spires. I actually (pause. Here’s where the laughter usually comes. Truly, I don’t mind.) cried. Like real tears. Cried.

Once you’re recovered I’ll explain. I’ll hum “I stand In Awe” while you shake off the last of your chuckles.

I stood at the base of that pretend palace with leaking eyes thinking of the throne room of God. I watched as the best that human imagination and wealth and splendor could set before me–and it was impressive–and thought “God, if we can do this, what will your throne room be like?”

It thrilled me to tears.