Ezekiel sees a vision of God - not a clear image, but a vision of glory so overwhelming that he can barely look at it. It's like the sun, like fire, like something barely containable in human perception. And Ezekiel falls on his face.
It's the response of someone who encounters something so far beyond themselves that the only appropriate response is submission. Not intellectual understanding. Not negotiation. Just: I'm overwhelmed.
I don't have experiences like that very often. Most of my faith is intellectual and emotional and relational. But Ezekiel reminds me that there's another dimension - the transcendent, the overwhelming, the experience of glory that reduces you to tears. I don't know how to seek that, but when it comes, I recognize it.
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