“In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord,
high and exalted, seated on a throne; and the train of his robe filled the
temple. Above him were seraphim, each with six wings: With two wings they
covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were
flying. And they were calling to one another:
‘Holy,
holy, holy is the Lord Almighty;
the whole earth is full of his glory.’
At the sound of their voices the doorposts and
thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.
‘Woe to me!’ I cried. 'I am ruined! For I am a man
of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen
the King, the Lord Almighty.’
Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal
in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. With it he touched
my mouth and said, ‘See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away
and your sin atoned for.’
Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, ‘Whom
shall I send? And who will go for us?’
And I said, ‘Here am I. Send me!’”—Isaiah 6: 1-8 (New International
Version)
This, the first reading at this morning’s Mass, was
so extraordinary in the scene it depicted that I knew I had to use it right
away for this blog post.
(This detail
of Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel shows the prophet Isaiah.)
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