Remnant, this word makes me think of making clothes and the off cuts one gets. Remnants are what they are called and often seen as garbage. Are they? Depends on one’s perspective I think. Of course, not being a seamstress I don’t know if I can do this thought justice. So let’s continue to think eh? I’m reading a book right now where the main character could be considered a remnant. He exists not fully understanding who he is. Perhaps that is something I could work with… Let’s see eh?

A Remnant Exists
A remnant exists,
the cut off from a gown,
a shirt, a hat. Bits and
pieces of material not worth
using to make what it was cut off
of. But there are those who
would happily take those
remnants and use them to create with.
A remnant exists,
a boy, hidden in time, from
evils that would see him
destroyed. He learned to
fight, to defeat all comers,
and partially destroyed his soul.
But he works hard,
a future he wants that
he just barely sees.
Could this remnant boy
turned man figure out
how to reinvent himself?
Can he bring himself to continue
to do good? Despite his past,
despite those leanings within
to not do good, to continue his
path forward.
It rather makes me think
of God’s remnant. His small
group of people he preserves
over the years. Noah, Abraham,
David, Jesus, the disciples,
and my fellow believers.
A small group always in the
midst, surrounded by so many
who think they are garbage, or
deluded, or worthless. Not taking
the time to see a different
perspective. See the value a
believing holds in a faithful,
proven, creator God.





