Each time I happen across Ezekiel chapter one, as I did a few days ago, I instantly receive perspective. The passage has no obvious promises or specific theological revelation, yet when I take this glimpse into God's realm I become overwhelmed by this awesome and holy expression of creativity. I am stopped in my tracks and captivated by that which I have no ability to comprehend. Every word is replete with meaning and purpose, yet I do not understand. I can only read the words again and again with the resounding echo of "Holy, Holy....." in my ears.
Who is his God?! How have I diminished Him in my heart and mind? Can I even begin to comprehend Him AT ALL? How often I try to squeeze him into my little boxes stored neatly away to open as needed. How little I worship Him because I am too busy asking Him to meet my requests.
".....a storm wind was coming from the north, a great cloud with fire flashing forth continually and a bright light around it, and in its midst something like glowing metal in the midst of the fire. Within it there were figures resembling four living beings.......each had the face of a man; all four had the face of a lion on the right and the face of a bull on the left, and all four had the face of an eagle. "
Read the chapter and then read it again. Then consider who or what you might have made God in you own mind.....
