Phyllis Beveridge Nissila
It is the glory of God to conceal a matter; to search out a matter is the glory of kings. (Proverbs 25:2)
So too, at the present time there is a remnant chosen by grace. (Romans 11:5)
Light is brightest in the night,
treasures are hid in the day.
Epiphanies herald in smallest spaces,
truth, in nature’s array.
In pomp and circumstance one king arrives,
another is mangered in hay.
Icons topple in barren places,
saviors in hearts remain.
The mind contrives, the heart conspires,
the powerful in neon proclaim.
The masses follow each shooting star,
but a remnant and One shall reign.
The road is broad the world pursues,
narrow the path of few.
By looking the throngs see only the shine
the remnant, both what and 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)
Carry on, for many wander to and fro but only One remains.