In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lofty; and the hem of his robe filled the temple. Seraphs were in attendance above him; each had six wings: with two they covered their faces, and with two they covered their feet, and with two they flew. And one called to another and said: ‘Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory.’The pivots on the thresholds shook at the voices of those who called, and the house filled with smoke. And I said: ‘Woe is me! I am lost, for I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips; yet my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts!’ Then one of the seraphs flew to me, holding a live coal that had been taken from the altar with a pair of tongs. The seraph touched my mouth with it and said: ‘Now that this has touched your lips, your guilt has departed and your sin is blotted out.’ 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

CONNECTIONS between the One whose train fills the temple and the elements of Creation are as many as the grains of sand on a seashore, as diverse as the stars in the sky, as colourful as the richest spectrum any human person has ever conceived. And the sheer greatness and gently loving power and mutuality of this relationship means that “sin is blotted out”.

Touched by even an atom of the life of this “temple”, where seraphs wait, and we’re changed and charged with glory, day by day, living and loving, we’ll be moved to hope and pray and be able to say “I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lofty”.

Changed and charged with glory we’re moved to say and to pray “Here I am; send me!” Changed and charged with glory – and here’s the loveliest thing, we begin to see the richness and colour of the divine image in ourselves, and then – beyond that miracle – in one another.

Trinity Sunday this year will celebrate hospitality, the open and generous hospitality of God in Creation. How blessed is humankind when innumerable souls seek to reflect and to BE that kind of hospitality. That kind of diverse, rich and colourful hospitality is a communion. Connections onwards, upwards, inwards, downwards and sideways into Love’s eternity.