The Throne

There is a very real place

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but it cannot be located on any map in this world, nor on any map of the stars.

This place is called Heaven. It is a place of spotless and uncompromising holiness. It is such that it repels evil.

At the centre of this place is a Throne and upon that Throne sits One of Whom it is said, that through Him, and to Him are all things and to Whom be glory forever.

He is above all, before all and is the Upholder and Sustainer of all things.

By Him all things consist.

Stretching out from that Throne in all directions is a vast expanse that only the Creator of it can comprehend. The finite mind facing this grasps at straws for measurement and must ultimately surrender to infinity.

It is known that light travels at over 186,000 miles every second, and if light travels at that dizzying speed unceasingly for a solid year, the distance it has travelled is known as − “a light year.”

In space, the distances between those heavenly bodies which most closely neighbour each other can be up to thousands of light years. Yet in the sea of space, (which the finite creature perceives to be an expanding space away from him in all directions as if he were himself at the centre of a vast explosion) are unnumbered hosts of heavenly bodies. Some so huge as to make the Sun that shines on earth seem as a mere particle. They all vary in design, colour, composition, density and course. And every one of them is known by name to the One Who sits upon the Throne.

In the far reaches of space, in its orbit exists a tiny speck. A small component of a seemingly insignificant solar system. It had been dark, formless, void and empty, but the One on the Throne, transcending all reason, visited His special attention upon this celestial body and called it Earth. Upon it He worked the marvel of creative genius, placing there beauty, order, and fruitfulness.

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Upon this Earth He placed a remarkable creature. This “being” like GOD Himself is a triune entity that was in first creation endowed with perfection like that of the Creator.

Called Man by His Maker; this “being” was given the right and privilege of a personal freedom to choose.

When presented with the actual choice of good or evil, he deliberately chose evil. By doing so, Man ruined himself, and lost fellowship with His Creator. He was cut off-adrift from the One upon Heaven’s Throne, and in so doing he became the source of destructive chaos that would mar the entire planet Earth.

That spot in the whole universe which had been the showcase of a glorious handiwork of the enthroned Creator, thus became a foul, fetid sore from which oozed dread darkness, hatred and death.

Upon this fallen planet grew and multiplied a race of fallen-from-glory creatures. Now, self (not GOD) orientated; hating and resenting GOD; loving evil, these helpless and hopeless “beings” who really have no redeeming worth – just “fallen” in state and condition are vessels of wrath fitted for destruction.