What Do I Know of Holy?

I heard a song the other day I have known for a long time, but this was the first time I really listened to the words.

I made You promises a thousand times
I've tried to hear from Heaven
But I talked the whole time
I think I made You too small
I never feared You at all, No
If You touched my face would I know You?
Looked into my eyes could I behold You?
 What do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
So what do I know? What do I know of Holy?
I guess I thought that I had figured You out
I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about
How You were mighty to save
But those were only empty words on a page
Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be
The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees
 So what do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
So what do I know? What do I know of Holy?
 What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life it's name?
What do I know of Holy?
Of the One who the angels praise?
All creation knows Your name
On earth and heaven above
What do I know of this love?
 So what do I know of You
Who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood
But the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury?
Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
Lord what do I know? What do I know of Holy?

I have thought that I had figured God out and knew what was going on in my life. Everything was under control, except it was my control. I didn't think I needed God to do anything, but it was nice to know He was there if it became imperative. And then I hit a wall. I realized I knew nothing about God. I looked and felt like a Christian on the outside, but it meant nothing to me. God is patient and loving. I have experienced this myself more times than I can even start to explain. He waits for me to be all caught up in myself and trying to fix a problem there is no chance of me ever figuring out, then comes in a saves me over and over and over again. He shows me I need Him. I can't do anything without Him. This is a lesson I keep learning, and then forgetting and having to re-learn all over again. In all reality, what do I know of holy? Nothing. Not even a glimmer of what God's holiness looks like. It is unfathomable for my small human mind to comprehend. All I can do is fall to my knees and worship with all of my being.

There is no one holy like the Lord;
there is no one besides you;
there is no Rock like our God.

1 Samuel 2:2