Sight


For every shadow cast there is a light.  The very best of Man’s things are nothing but a shadow of the Living God’s beautiful Son. 


It’s easy to see the shadows.  Have you looked intently and long into the light that makes them?


The shadows will be dispelled.  Soon they will not exist.  What will become of people have never sought the light?  


Nothing familiar.  Abject blindness in a place a perfect sight.  


And what of those who reject the entrancing nature of shadows?   What of those whose eyes are accustomed to the place where they are going?


Perfect sight.  Perfect joy.  Perfect peace.  Accustomed , as they are, to search for what is true.


Does this apply to  you?

Come to Me


How beautiful, from sovereignty, what God with glory did.

He set us here against the cliff, then, “Come to Me”, He bid.

He gave us eyes that cannot see, yet offers sight to all.

“Come to Me and you will see!  All men, both great and small”.

“Come to me”, He promises, “And I will give you ears”.

How do we know His words of life? It’s faith alone which hears.

“Come to Me”.

By His Grace.