All The Angels Cry Holy All Creation Cries Holy

Ever had one of those moments where you’re just, like, *gobsmacked* by something beautiful? Like, maybe you're hiking, and you crest a hill to see a view that's so stunning it makes you forget you're sweaty and out of shape? Or maybe you hear a song that just resonates deep down in your soul and gives you the chills? Yeah, that feeling. That's a tiny little echo of what "All the angels cry Holy, all creation cries Holy" is all about.

Think about it: we’re surrounded by stuff that should, logically, blow our minds every single day. The fact that trees exist! That bees make honey! That your phone somehow connects to *outer space* to show you cat videos! But most of the time, we're too busy thinking about what's for dinner to really *notice*.

Holy, Holy, Holy… Like a Really Good Burrito?

Okay, so maybe comparing the divine to a burrito is a bit… irreverent. But hear me out! Imagine you're starving, and someone hands you the *perfect* burrito. It's warm, it's stuffed with all your favorite things, and that first bite? Pure. Bliss. You're not just eating; you're experiencing something transcendent. You're, dare I say, acknowledging the "burrito holiness." Okay, maybe that's pushing it. But the point is, sometimes simple things can trigger that feeling of awe and gratitude.

And that, in a nutshell, is what the angels and all of creation are supposedly doing all the time. They're just constantly *overwhelmed* by the sheer awesomeness of… everything. Which, let's be honest, is probably a pretty good default setting.

The Angels Are Doing What, Exactly?

So, what does it mean for angels to “cry Holy”? Well, picture them not as some sort of celestial choir practice, but as a collective, never-ending "WHOA!" Like when you see a particularly spectacular sunset. You just want to shout about it, right? That’s the angel’s job, but for, you know, *everything*. They're basically professional awestruck observers.

And creation? Well, that's everything else. From the smallest microbe to the largest galaxy. And they're all "crying Holy" too. Maybe not with literal tears, but with their very existence. A flower blooming is a shout of "Holy!" A wave crashing on the shore is a rumble of "Holy!" Even that annoying fly buzzing around your head? Yep, a tiny, irritating buzz of "Holy!"

Connecting the Dots: From Dishes to Divinity

The challenge, of course, is to connect all this highfalutin' theological stuff to our daily lives. How do we, stuck in the mundane routine of laundry and paying bills, manage to tap into that constant chorus of "Holy"?

The answer, I think, is to look for the *little* moments of wonder. To notice the beauty in the ordinary. Maybe it's the way the sunlight streams through your kitchen window in the morning. Or the sound of your kid’s laughter. Or even just the taste of that first cup of coffee. These are all whispers of the divine, tiny echoes of that universal "Holy."

It’s like that time I was doing the dishes (yes, even I do dishes!), and I suddenly noticed the way the soapy water swirled around the plates, catching the light like a miniature galaxy. For a split second, I forgot I was scrubbing burnt lasagna off a casserole dish and just… marveled. And, you know, maybe even mumbled a little "Holy" under my breath.

So, next time you're feeling overwhelmed by the daily grind, take a deep breath and look around. Find something, anything, that makes you go "Wow." Even if it's just a really good burrito. Because in that moment of wonder, you're joining the angels and all of creation in that never-ending cry of "Holy." And that, my friends, is pretty awesome.