This is a strange story, but then the Bible is no stranger
to strange stories. A burning bush, a plague or ten, fire and smoke on a
mountain, a glowing face; the Holy shows up and things happen that can’t be
explained and people change. That’s the whole point of a theophany or a close
encounter of the Holy kind. You are supposed to be changed and people are supposed
to notice. But we tend to take the unknowable, undefinable, indescribable and
contain the Holy in nice, neat doctrinal box. Like the veil that hid the effect
of the Holy, all our musings on the mystical are ways we come to God on our own
terms. With the effect of Holy hidden behind the veil we can keep our religion
hidden less we practice it and people notice. But when in an encounter of the
Holy kind we catch a glimpse such that we see as we are seen, and know as we
are known, if only for a moment, then like Moses we are changed and people are
supposed to notice.
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