All posts for the month November, 2015

On Earth As It Is In Heaven

Published November 6, 2015 by Dawn

Lifting his head, Isaiah tried to focus his eyes on real objects and faces around him. The brightness of the place was almost blinding, and his ears were full of the sounds of heaven. Angels surrounded the room, singing in great chorus, with the piercing sopranos lifting the music to an exaltant fervor as the basses dragged his Spirits to the foot of the throne of God. Altos and tenors offered their voices to the musical dance, all exclaiming magnificently, “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty.”

Isaiah’s eyes followed the path of his Spirit, past the emerald river surrounding the golden path to the throne. His eyelids could have been clinched and he still would have seen it all. His eyes met the feet of God and quickly turned away in terrific awe. No eyes could behold Him.

“Ah!” Isaiah yelped. “Woe is me!” He curled away from the throne, trying to shield himself from the awesome power emanating from it. The angels worshipped on, unaware or unconcerned that a mortal man was dying nearby.

“I am ruined!” Isaiah screeched. He felt the power of holiness illuminate so much filth in him, and the awareness of his uncleanliness before God was overwhelming. Sadness gripped him. He was unworthy. “I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips … And I have seen the King, the Lord Almighty.” His body trembled as he stammered over the reality. As if all of life had come to a standstill and he was facing the singular atoms that make up the universe, he grappled with fathomless truths he’d never been able to face before. God Almighty, on His throne. The Creator, the Everlasting, the Ancient of Days.

Isaiah felt God’s worthiness. It was palpable. It was invading every bit of his body and plucking out the unworthiness in himself. He was being purified simply by being the in presence of The Holy One.

An angel flew to him and, before he could protect himself, Isaiah felt a burning sensation tear across his lips. Still, he was unable to move to fight off the offending pain. He could do nothing more than stare dumbstruck as the angel explained to him, “See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sins atoned for.”

Isaiah felt the unexplainable, undeniable change forgiveness had on him. It felt like every cell in his body was reorganizing itself. As if everything in him was lining up under a new commander, to wage war instead of dying without a fight.

“Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”

The voice was horrible and amazing all at once. Isaiah’s spirit leapt in recognition and he knew without seeing the mouth of God move, that God had spoken it. His body strengthened as the alignment of his being was completed within him. He knew the inner transformation that he has just experienced was in direct correspondence to this will. The will of God. Isaiah knew in every part of himself that he had just been made ready. “Here I am!” he shouted, his arm shooting forth in rugged determination. “Send me!”


How often do we pray, “Thy kingdom come, thy will be done. On earth as it is in Heaven.”? It’s the desire of many of our hearts. We want God’s will to be worked out in our lives. But we don’t often know what God’s will is and we feel like we’re running this race blindfolded sometimes. And we go back and utter that phrase again and again, hoping we’ll understand more of what God is doing or aiming at in our lives.

I’ve been praying it for a years now, never really certain of anything and living in constant trepidation at every fork in the road. Is this your will, God? Please work it out in me.

This morning, on my way to work, God spoke very simply and said, “Perhaps all this time, I am.”  And then He reminded me of this intimate moment that Isaiah had been privileged to experience, where the will of God was being done in Heaven … and it looked and sounded a lot like worship.

It’s too simple, isn’t it? We want it complicating. We want it to seem like a process or a formula, when in reality, the will of God in Heaven is to be glorified. And so, the will of God on Earth is simply to be glorified. All of life, directed by God, is aimed at this one mark: worship. Our good days and our bad days, at the end of the day, should have bought glory to Him. It is the will of God.

Our worship should be like that of the angels. We should recognize the awesome power of God and acknowledge Him in worship. He should inspire our hearts and terrify us with his radiance. His presence should cause spontaneous, robust praise and adulation. Our spirits should long for more of Him, even though our flesh cowers in His presence. We should be dying men and women being raised to new life in the presence of an overwhelming King.

Every moment spent in His presence will purify us. It will realign us and direct us. He will rule in our bodies. If we are not walking out the will of God in our everyday lives, it is because we aren’t having real encounters with God. We might be snacking on devotionals, but that’s all second-hand information about a God we have yet to know if we aren’t getting into our words and feeding on the Word that Became Flesh. We might be reading really awesome revelations God has given others, but wouldn’t it be better if we were experiencing those revelations from God firsthand? I believe we can, we just have to spend time with Him. Time worshipping the magnificence that is The Almighty.

Oh, that we might know the Lord! Let us press on to know Him! … On earth as it is in Heaven. (Hosea 6:3, Matthew 6:10)”