The Ephesians Story (Part 7)

And out of the midst of the glory and the purity and the holiness of the shimmering light comes a cry. “It’s me, the Bedouin, I’m coming to meet the Lord.” And the angels go wild, and the cherubim go berserk; in terror, they flee and disappear into the throne. The sword stops and lifts, and the door rips open, revealing a gaping hole in the heavens. They are not asking the question, “Is he worthy to come in?” They are asking, “Are we worthy to share glory with such a one?” And he enters the streets of glory. Angels go mad in praise, that such a thing, so holy and so beautiful and so pure, could come into their midst and they could have fellowship with one like this, where he died with Christ, and he rose from the dead with Christ, and he ascended and took his place in the heavenly realm. That is, what it means to be a holy one marked off in Christ before the foundation of the ages. And he, the least deserving of all the holy ones who have ever been, is an example to you of who you are and what you are and where you are and where you are right now. Hallelujah. Praise His name. Now, try to live over this. Try to get over this; you can’t. You’re now incurable. You are understanding your Lord and who you are in Him.