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Last sunday while the worship was on  the worship leader started praising the Lord on high,Even as I was worshipping suddenly a huge image of Christ loomed up before me and He had His foot on a footstool and he had a warrier's dress on with leather sandals.I was taken aback and the first bible verse that came to me was  ' Heaven is my throne and the earth is my footstool...,'.The preacher was preaching that day about Eliza and the widow.He made special emphasis on how the Lord looked around all the earth and the Lord's eyes fell on the widow who was down to her last portion of flour and oil.
I went back to see how Isaiah 66 read and it goes thus-
'This is what the Lord says:

“Heaven is my throne,
    and the earth is my footstool.
Where is the house you will build for me?
    Where will my resting place be?
Has not my hand made all these things,
    and so they came into being?”
declares the Lord.

“These are the ones I look on with favor:
    those who are humble and contrite in spirit,
    and who tremble at my word...."

I went back and looked up various references and came up with two .

One was a song by Vineyard called 'Resting Place ' and the other was a bible studies on Isaiah 66.

The other referance to the footstool is Psalms,110 vs The LORD said to my Lord: "Sit at My right hand until I make Your enemies a footstool for Your feet."

This verse did not come to my mind but my sister in law reminded me of this verse when I was sharing my testimony with her.

I was deeply humbled in the Lord.A reminder that the Lord is who He is and how we forget so easily and get embroiled with the world around us and despair..Then  this last chapter of Isaiah goes on to remind us about the reality of what it is to come,the final judgement and Glory.

To the Lord be all glory ,honour and praise.

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