Friday, February 18, 2011

The Coal

Reading: Isaiah 3-6; 2 Corinthians 12

"Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. With it he touched my mouth and said, “See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for” (Isaiah 6:6-7 NIV).

This morning I felt my human nature well up inside of me. I woke up to a crying baby, who continued to cry for the next two hours. I was filled with woe-is-me type thoughts, filled with grumbles and complaints.

Until I stopped and admitted that once again I needed a touch from my Savior.

Once again I needed Him to place a coal upon my lips and make me worthy.

Worthy to come into his presence.

Worthy to enter the throne of grace.

Once again I needed to be reminded of all of the blessings in my life.

Blessings that are hard to see what I have a crabby, stuffy nosed baby on my hands.

And so I turned to prayer.

I turned to scripture.

I turned to my Savior to feel his heeling touch.

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