And, friends, I am persuaded that it’s maybe a little deeper. And I think we take it a little too light than what really it is. I think that we should remember. If God is so holy till the Angels look dirty in his sight, how do we look? See? That’s right. So we want to remember. And remember, God is setting way there in Eternity, that outshines all the suns in the solar system. “Holy, holy, holy,” the Angels with wings over their faces, and over their feet, flying in His Presence, crying, “Holy.” What should we be?
