"...And the Glory of the Lord passed, and Moses was aware of something of it as it passed, but "My face shall not be seen,” And yet that little was enough to mark him out as one who lived for one purpose, shone in the light of it, burned with the fire of it””he was jealous for the Glory of his God.
And we””"We beheld His Glory, the Glory as of the only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth”; and we””we have seen "the light of the knowledge of the Glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.”
"While My Glory passeth by I will . . . cover thee . . . My face shall not be seen.” "But we all with open face, reflecting, as in a mirror, the Glory of the Lord, are changed”””Are we? Do we? Do we know anything at all about it? Have we ever apprehended this for which we are apprehended of Christ Jesus? Have we seen the Heavenly Vision that breaks us down, and humbles us to hear the Voice of the Lord ask, "Who will go for Us?” and strengthens us to answer, "Here am I, send me,” and holds us on to obey if we hear Him saying "Go"?
"I beseech Thee, show me Thy Glory!” Shall we pray it, meaning it now, to the very uttermost? The uttermost may hold hard things, but, easy or hard, there is no other way to reach the place where our lives can receive an impetus, which will make them tell for eternity. The motive power is the love of Christ. Not our love for Him only, but His very love itself. It was the mighty, resistless flow of that glorious love that made the first missionary pour himself forth on the sacrifice and service. And the joy of it rings through triumphantly, "Yea, and if I be poured forth . . . I joy and rejoice with you all!”
Yes, God’s Glory is our plea, highest, strongest, most impelling and enduring of all pleas. But oh, by the thought of the myriads who are passing, by the thought of the Coming of the Lord, by the infinite realities of life and death, heaven and hell, by our Savior’s cross and Passion, we plead with all those who love Him, but who have not considered these things yet, consider them now!
Let Him show us the vision of the Glory, and bring us to the very end of self, let Him touch our lips with the live coal, and set us on fire to burn for Him, yea, burn with consuming love for Him, and a purpose none can turn us from, and a passion like a pure white flame, "a passion for the Glory of God!”
Oh, may this passion consume us! Burn the self out of us, burn the love into us””for God’s Glory we ask it, Amen." - Amy Carmichael