Hello Holy

I am learning about God again.
Not that I have taken a break from God, not that one ever could.
But I have had a sort of long hiatus from certain practices. Certain quiet and introspective rhythms have been misplaced or railroaded by much louder, more persistent cries.
But today I'm sitting in a quiet place. Reading His word. Letting scripture root around in my gut and impact things there. And I am remembering.

I am remembering that He is holy.
Holy, holy, holy are you Lord God Almighty.

And He calls me to holiness too. He calls us to be holy.
I am baffled by this. But also so drawn to and emboldened by the beauty of the place where His holiness meets my unholy mess. He says:
"I live in a high and holy place. But also with her who is contrite (read heart broken, crushed from the knowledge of her selfishness / pride / anxiety / UNholiness) and lowly in spirit,
to REVIVE the spirit of the lowly
and to REVIVE the heart of the contrite." Isaiah 57:15

It takes me this time to sit in quiet to even realize how much I need that revival. To recognize that my broken heart and lowly spirit are very much my sinful nature being UNholy all over myself and my people.
But God.
He LIVES in a HIGH and HOLY place.
AND with me, in my crushed spirit. He lives in both places, and He draws me out of my self. He lifts my head to see the long view. He reminds me of the High and Holy place for which I was made, to which I now belong. Because even now I am becoming like Him.

Let us not forget our Holy God.
Let us remember Him, and allow for space to meet with Him in the crushed places, where our heart's fractured pieces become the very seeds of holiness.

"Be holy, because I, the Lord your God, am holy."  Leviticus 19:2