All masks and facades that are put on daily to face the world are burned away. Left naked, I am exposed before a God who sees my essence, my very being. Everything is laid bare, there is nowhere to hide. I cannot do anything except cover my face and make myself as small as possible before the holy One. Long hidden sin exposed, I cry for mercy and forgiveness. I see my sin through His eyes, and am repulsed by myself, disgusted at the way I made light of Christ’s sacrifice for 5 long years. Yet in the moment of despair, certain of destruction, I feel His grace and mercy… forgiveness washes over me, and I see the Majesty. Pure, blinding light. Magnificent in His perfection, His power, His love for me, a sinner. I am overwhelmed with joy, enthralled with this vision of majesty. Revelling in His presence, enraptured. All I can speak is… Jesus is the Lord of all. Over, and over, and over.
I opened my eyes, and was disappointed to find myself still in this world, no longer in His presence. I now understand what the old theologians meant in their writings, when they were enraptured to merely look upon His countenance. A glimpse into what heaven will be like. Pure, utter joy, in the presence of the great I AM forever.