God is hidden from sight amid unbelief. He is seen only through eyes of faith. To seek out proof of the treasures of God is to miss them. For they are housed in cracked vessels of clay, even the brokenness of our own frames. We rush to cover or correct our weakness and flaws. And we avert our eyes from the weakness and flaws of others, too ashamed to see or be seen. Yet it is those very weak places where the light of God shines most brightly. Only with the assurance of faith can we stare into the most frail parts of ourselves and one another. And only with those eyes of faith can our flinching, recoiling horror be transformed into delight at seeing God there.