Respite for the Remnant

It is the glory of God to conceal a matter; to search out a matter is the glory of kings. (Pvbs 25:2)

Glitter or Gold?

Light is brightest in the night,

Treasures are hid in the day.

Epiphanies herald in smallest spaces,

Yet still, in nature’s array.

In pomp and ‘glory great kings arrive, but One

Is mangered in hay.

The former topple in barren places,

The latter, in hearts to stay.

The mind contrives, the heart conspires,

The powr’ful in neon proclaim.

The masses follow each shooting star,

Yet a remnant and One remain.

The road is broad the world pursues,

Narrow the path of the few.

By looking the crowds see only the shine,

By faith the remnant see Who.

Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. (Matthew 7:7)