Some folks adore Christian superstars,
Athletes, singers, politicians, preachers,
Who profess faith in the saving blood,
Seeing in them proof of Christ’s good.
Some may truly be pillars of the faith.
Others seem mere pretenders to the grace,
And when they fall, their sins laid bare,
The name of Christ is disgraced everywhere.
Seek not among the high and mighty
He who is known as meek and lowly.
Flickering brightness does not Christ reveal,
But the steady glow of faith that is real.
The Spirit works gently and slowly,
He who obeys will grow steadily.
Think not that human strength is blessedness,
Christ’s strength comes only through our weakness.