With our nation’s Independence Day celebrations almost a week behind us, one thing has been swimming in my head ever since: my 2 year old son’s response to the whole thing.
See, leading up to the evening of the 4th of July, he was so excited for the fireworks! Assuming that he did not remember much from the previous year, we explained it to him, talked about it together, showed him videos of fireworks on the internet, pictures of fireworks, and even saw some from a distance that evening as we drove to our local fireworks show. He was thrilled!
However, it wasn’t more than 10 seconds into the fireworks show when he began to cry. (Granted, we were right across the street from the launch site.) The first few fireworks seemed to capture his attention and even mesmerize him with their dazzling beauty. But, after that, he wanted nothing more than to burry himself into my chest and hide from their explosive power.
I can’t help but wonder if our encounter with God will be much the same. While here, we read about Him, think upon Him, pray to Him, talk about Him, and find so much joy and hope at the thought of someday seeing Him (just like our son was so excited about seeing the fireworks). But once in His presence, I imagine that I will likely respond in the same way that everyone else has in the Biblical accounts: Manoah was convinced he was going to die after his encounter with God (Judges 13.22); Isaiah immediately announced a funeral cry upon seeing a vision of God (Isaiah 6.5); Paul immediately fell to the ground and was struck blind upon his encounter with God (Acts 9.4); and John, the brother of Jesus (i.e. God incarnate), fell down like a dead man upon seeing God in all His glory (Revelation 1.17). Oh, God, please give me more of an “awe-filled fear” now to better prepare me to see you then.