A funny thing happens when people encounter the gory of the Lord. They all fall face down. It happened to Isaiah, it happened to Ezekiel. "Woe is me" anyone who has seen God's glory cries, "Woe is me." Are we asking for too much when we try to call down God's fire from heaven. Do we really know what we're asking for? It's not some warm fuzzy feeling. The glory of the Lord is a formidable thing. It is something most of us could not face, we would turn our backs and run as fast as we can. God is that big. He is that mighty. His glory is that powerful. It's the power that moves mountains and causes manbuilt towers to shake and fall down. If inanimate objects cannot stand in God's presence, neither can we. And, I'm afraid, until we find ourselves face down in the dirt, on the carpet, or whererver we are when we see God's true glory, we're going to persist in the notion that we can call for his glory to fall. God doesn't share his glory with just anyone.
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