The Dean of Christ Church Cathedral in Newcastle has a wonderful baritone voice. He is also a holy man. When he chants “Lift up your hearts!”, and the faithful respond with “We lift them up to the Lord”, the soaring space of the Cathedral is temporarily transformed into the very throne room of God. And he knows that.

There is no utterance, there are no words (Psalm 19)

The faithful join the choirs before the throne while the Dean chants in his magnificent voice: “And with angels and arch-angels, and with all the company of heaven, we laud and magnify Your glorious Name, evermore praising You and singing”. The church choir then intones the Sanctus: “Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord Sabaoth. Heaven and earth are full of Your glory“. At that moment invariably ‘woe is me’. This is the mission of the Church, to bring the world into the presence of it’s Creator.

Full of Your glory

The Jewish mystic Abraham Joshua Heschel writes that glory is the presence of God. The whole earth is full of His presence. We cannot conceptually comprehend this, it is “an aura that lies about all being, a spiritual setting of reality. It is as if all things stood with their backs to us, their faces turned to God”.

Image and likeness, reflecting a living Presence

“We have no words to describe the glory; we have no adequate way of knowing it. Yet what is decisive is not our knowing it but our awareness of being known by it”.

Declare His glory among the nations (1 Chronicles 16)

The Dutch word for glory is ‘heerlijkheid’, in German it is ‘Herrlichkeit’. ‘Heer’ and ‘Herr’ mean ‘Lord’. These words for glory describe things as being mirrors, reflecting vestiges of the Presence.

And all flesh shall see it (Isaiah 40)

When I die, there will be no slab of stone with my epitaph on it. The childbride plans to reduce my dust to ashes, and keep me in a nice vase on the mantlepiece. Perhaps she will keep a card with it: “He sought to photograph the Glory”. And a link to this site.

And the glory of the Lord shone around them (Luke 2)

Indifference: eyes to see but see not, ears to hear but hear not (Ezekiel 12)

Pointers to the Majesty: sheep and oxen (Psalm 8)

Pointers to the Name: birds of the heavens (Psalm 8)

About the author Rien

dutch by birth 🇳🇱 | australian by choice 🇦🇺 | type 1 diabetic 💉 | married ❤️⚭ | grandfather 👴🏻 | fujifilm photographer 📷 | boat builder and sailor ⛵️ | seeker no more 🚫📖

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  1. Marinus Hofman, senior. August 28, 2015 at 12:07 pm

    Hij liet zich Zien als een strandjutter, een vermoeide reiziger, een brandende struik in de woestijn, een met riet omzoomd meertje, een koe in haar element, een fraai gekleurde papegaai , in een god-doorspeelde requiem, in La Triavata, de Figaro, en de eindeloze massa van vluchtelingen, in de verwoeste steden van Syrië , en in het Brood en de Wijn van het Eucharisische feest.
    Gezegend zijn de ogen van hen die zien….



  2. Beautiful photos (as always) Rien. I never get tired of them. Thoughtful, insightful, wise. Well done!



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