Ep 067 The Mystery of Love

References:Isaiah 6:1-13v 3 - holy: קָדוֹשׁ  (kaw-doshe') - sacred, holy, Holy One, saint, set apartEx 19 - the people of God are holy (see 1 Peter 2:9)1 Sam 2 - Hannah’s song of praise (see Luke 1:49)Holy, holy, holy - a trinitarian designationvs 5-7 - The consuming fire of God’s holinessWho can stand? Malachi 3:2v 8 - the call“Here I am, Lord. Is it I, Lord.”I will go, Lord, where you lead me.I will hold your people in my heartvs 9-10 - God’s appraisal of the peopleReferenced in each of the GospelsMt 13:14-15; Mk 4:10-12; Lk 8:10; Jn 12:39-41The parable of the sower, the seed and good or not good soilWhat about you? What about us?What kind of soil are you/we?Foot path, rocks, thorns, fertileConsider the seedv 13 - Israel’s stump will be a holy seed.Jesus the Messiah is the shoot that comes from the stump of Jesse - Isaiah 11The holy seed of the vision finds its NT counterpart in the good soil of the parable.The Mystery of LoveIn the year that King Uzziah diedI saw the Lord on His throne, exalted, highAround Him six winged seraphs flewHoly, holy, holy, Lord, are youThe mystery of love, it filled my eyesThen I knew my sin, that I was lostNeither I, nor my people could pay the costHe touched my lips with a burning coalLet my loving forgiveness make you wholeThe mystery of love, it filled my eyesWhom shall we send, He asked, who will go?How my reply came out, I do not knowHere am I, willing to be used by youYou, indeed shall go and be my voiceTell my people they must make their choiceEither you’ll be mine, or life is throughListen closely, but never understandWatch carefully but not discern the planDon’t see or hear or ever guessThe greatest problem is your own stubbornnessThe mystery of love, it filled my eyesHow long, I asked, shall this go onWill you bring your people to complete ruinAre you saying, Lord, you will not intercedeUntil their hard hearts are all laid wasteTheir living trees cut down in every caseBut in their stumps there lies a holy seedThis ancient story is not irrelevantWe’re the stubborn ones to whom the Word was sentUnstop your ears to hear, open your eyesThere’s no room for any heart compromiseThe mystery of love will make you wiseThe mystery of love, it filled my eyes“The Mystery of Love,”  words and music by John Bromhal©2005 Bromhaljohn Music.  All Rights Reserved.