The rims were immense, circled with eyes. 19 When the living creatures went, the wheels went; when the living creatures lifted off, the wheels lifted off. 20 Wherever the spirit went, they went, the wheels sticking right with them, for the spirit of the living creatures was in the wheels. 21 When the creatures went, the wheels went; when the creatures stopped, the wheels stopped; when the creatures lifted off, the wheels lifted off, because the spirit of the living creatures was in the wheels. Ezekiel 1:18-21
There were wheels within wheels like gyroscopes. And eyes were on the rims of them. I kind of believe they had been watching the people and discerning with spiritual eyes their obstinate and rebellious hearts and what should be said to them in warning. To me a wheel is an odd thing for the spirit of a being to be within. It’s not ethereal, or translucent nor does its form change. It’s permanent in shape; it shines like diamonds. But it shines like diamonds maybe because its spirit is pure and holy. And maybe it doesn’t change form because it isn’t tossed to and fro as we are at times. It’s solid and confident, full of faith.
To me we bear the image of God and maybe these angels are a small picture of what God is like. That’s a conjecture not a sure thing. They have wings like God. He’s always being referred to as hiding us under His wings. He sees everything. He discerns everything. There’s nothing that gets past Him. He’s holy far and above any of us or the angels.
It’s comforting to know that He tucks us under His wings. I’m glad nothing gets past Him because He’s on our side. It’s great to realize that He’s holy and shines like the light of a diamond in our dark hearts and in this dark world