Holy Week Is for Real

It is Holy Week once again. I say “once again” because the stories have become so familiar that we gloss over them and get on with our petty daily lives. Too bad indeed when some disciplined reading the texts—lectio divina—would once again stir our hearts and rouse us to new life and action in the Spirit of the Living One—Isaiah’s HOLY ONE .
Isaiah had a mystical experience of the holy One in the Temple. It changed his life. Such numinous experiences including the Burning Bush are “H___ S____” scary moments. The Holy One always demands more than what we think we can do or give. Continue reading

Isaiah and Glaciers

Meade Glacier (Click for larger view)

At the beginning of the first book of Isaiah, Isaiah stands in awe and wonder before the glory of God. He saw God’s garment filling the temple. Seraphim with six pairs of wings surrounded God. “Holy, holy, holy, holy is the Creator. All the earth is filled with God’s glory (doxa)!”

Humbled, Isaiah is profoundly aware of his own nothingness before the doxa of the Creator. Isaiah was aware of his “unclean lips” as he lived among a people of unclean lips; however, the Creator sent forth an angel with a burning coal to  purify Isaiah. Then, and only then, was Isaiah ready to go forth. “Here, send me.” Send me forth to proclaim the glory and grandeur of the creator. Continue reading