It was no ordinary day in chapel at Detroit Bible College. Attending classes taught by some of the most amazing men of God was my daily portion. I was a freshman at the age of 21, having graduated from medical secretarial school, where I studied lab technique, anatomy and physiology, medical terminology, medical coding, and then worked as a medical transcriptionist for 2 years in a downtown hospital in Pontiac, MI.
Less than a year before I had looked forward to a December wedding. However, we realized we were making a mistake, broke off the engagement, and returned all of our shower gifts. Bible college had a sudden appeal, and so I sent an application to a nearby college and decided to live in the dorm.
You can imagine how perplexing this news was to my parents, and the next year had its ups and downs as they tried to make sure I hadn't gone off the deep end and was not making a rash decision that would later cause regrets.
In those days students paid their own way. Yet to be were the days of runaway inflation and almost morgageable educational costs. And in my case, I was able to pay for my first year's tuition and room and board. Each day was full of wonder as the Bible was taught along with World History and music courses. I was so in love with learning.
Though the speaker's name skips me, I remember hanging on to every word. His text was Isaiah 6.
1 "In the ;year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and the skirts of His train filled the most holy part of the temple.
2 Above Him stood the seraphim; each had six wings: with two each covered his own face, and with two each covered his feet, and with two each flew.
3 And one cried to another and said, Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of His glory."
I was awestruck with the power of these passage. He then pointed out that God is to be the standard in our lives, not other people for comparison purposes.
As we gaze on Him, verse 5 can then take place.
5 "Then said I, Woe is me! For I am undone and ruined, because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips, for my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts!"
As we make our way through these days of chaos, godlessness, no Bible in the classroom, no prayer in the schools, pornography at the push of a button, no standards on TV in programming as well as advertising, same sex marriage, and abortion abounding, I ask, whatever happened to holiness, that is, the acknowledgement of God's holiness.
All of this abandoning of the Holy One has not made Him unholy. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
And the older I become, the more aware of how sin sick my heart is.
Could there be one more awakening in America before Jesus comes back in judgment the next time?
Revival must begin with me, for judgment begins with the household of God.
In reading this passage once again yesterday, a fresh awareness of the holiness of the Godhead swept over me, and I cry out with the angel and Isaiah:
"Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of His glory!"
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