Show me your face, Lord.

That is a cry as old as faith itself—a deep, human longing to see the One we love, to have the mystery made plain. It is a beautiful and courageous prayer.

Here is a response, a poem that sits with that holy desire.

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The Unseen Face

Moses asked it on the mountain height, In the terror of the cloud and light. My heart echoes,raw and keen: "Show me Your glory!Let me see!"

Then Moses said, “Now show me your glory.” (Exodus 33:18)

But You replied, as to him You did, "No mortal may see my face unhid." For Your full glory is a consuming fire, Too vast,too holy, for my desire.

So where, then, Lord, can I behold The mysteries that in You are told? Where does Your radiance find a place That I can look upon Your face?

And Your Spirit whispers, "Look and see— The face of God is known in Me."

The Son is the radiance of God’s glory and the exact representation of his being... (Hebrews 1:3)

I see You in the Savior's grace, The kindness written on Jesus'face. In every healing,every word of peace, Your love's expression,my release.

I see You in the least of these, The hungry,thirsty, refugee. In serving them,I serve my King, And in their eyes,Your love I bring.

“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’ (Matthew 25:40)

I see You in the still, small voice, That makes my weary soul rejoice. Not in the wind,or quake, or flame, But in the whisper of Your name.

For now, I see but a reflection, A glimpse of Your divine affection. A mirror’s image,dimly seen, But holding all that lies between.

For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. (1 Corinthians 13:12)

So I pray on, with longing deep, A vigil for my soul to keep. "Show me Your face,"my spirit pleads, And finds You in my deepest needs.

Until the day the veil is past, And I see You,face to face, at last.