See Christ

I see You in the ones that I admire,
those who impress and prove themselves to me,
but You live too in ones who don’t inspire,
Your living in them seems a mystery.

You live in, Lord, the least, the last, the lost,
though small, they’re still invited to the feast,
though poor, they still with love can pay the cost,
we do to You what we do to the least.

You don’t live there just ‘cause I see you there,
my lack of faith keeps me from seeing Your face,
made in Your image, it is Your face they bear,
I’ll see You when I earn Your light and grace.

O Christ, it’s my flaw that I don’t see You,
help me love more and see You shining through.

-- by Pete Voelz     12/28/12