Who is He, this King of glory? The LORD Almighty— He is the King of glory. Psalm 24:10 (NIV)
I was talking to one of my friends this week, and she said that she wished she could be like me, smart and wise. Funny, I have always wanted to be like her, compassionate, upbeat, creative, a little whacky and the lots of fun to be around. After a long and stressful week full of responsibility, I told her I wished I was more like her and not so serious. I added, “Being smart isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.” She replied in a solemn voice, “Neither is being the life of the party.” Interesting that each of us thought the other’s life better than our own. Still, I needed some fun and knew just where to head. Sunday School class. Now, some people might think that is a bit strange, after all, church is usually viewed as a solemn, formal event. Oh, but not my Sunday School class. We even meet in a gym so there is nothing reserved about our group that ranges from 50 to 75 people each week. Husband and I arrived late, so tried to slip in without attracting too much attention. Friends waved us over to their table, and we slid into our chairs. After sitting down, I looked around and realized I was at the talkative table. Almost everyone at the table could be counted on to tell a good story and keep conversation alive. Good, I thought. It seems like no matter where I sit each week, when the teacher gives an assignment I end up being the spokesperson for my table. It’s that serious, studious side don’t you know. Today, I was not feeling good and had not slept well last night. I just wanted to sit quietly and absorb the love and joy from my classmates. Soon, I was laughing as my friends joked and shared ideas to illustrate the Bible lesson. Several times, we got pretty rowdy, and our teacher had to tell us to hush so she could be heard. At one point, I wasn’t paying attention and missed the assignment given to our table. When, asked my opinion, I confessed I did not know the answer because I did not know the question! That generated more laughter. The group tried to get me to report on our answers, but I refused and another dear friend took on that task. At the end of class, after summarizing the lesson, our teacher asked us to discuss at our tables what it would feel like to sit at the feet of God and see Him in all His glory. Every one of us at our table of talkers sat quietly and did not say a word. Just imaging that moment was enough to shut our mouths completely. Whether you are outgoing and a tad bit crazy or quiet and introspective, there will come a day when you will face God. Imagine Him in all His splendor. Be still and worship the King of Glory, ruler of heaven and earth.