One long reverberating blast of the shofar, the trumpet of God, echoed in waves from the summit of Mt. Sinai—penetrating rocks and trees; shaking the wilderness with awesome majesty. One man alone understood. At the sound of that trumpet voice, a solitary man stepped trembling from the crowd. Moses, the meekest of all men, slowly began his ascent to the heights of Mt. Sinai.
This mount, now quaking as in fear at the presence of God, was not unfamiliar to Moses. He had been there before. The trumpeting voice that signaled him to “come up” was the voice of the God he knew. Moses was prepared for the glory he would soon experience. He would be able to stand when God appeared to him, for he had been given “Glimpses of Glory.”