I sat in my office chair, staring at the wall, pretending to respond to the emails I did not have, searching for something that would offer busyness, erasing the boredom. I began a project that would pull many small pieces together to create an image to goodness, I created puzzle pieces and put the pieces together.
Sorting through thousands of pictures, choosing faces and memories that would come together to create one picture, one face. It became a mural of three by five photographs with thousands of people, but one face. Standing feet away, one could see and remember, find themselves; stepping away, the photographs begin to run together, the people no longer as distinct, but one face remains, one face becomes clearer. This single print possessed a thousand smaller images of young people, all positioned and in harmony, reveals an image of Christ.
Each picture offered a different piece of the image of Him, a unique reflection that none other can hold. And I began to see the significance each picture, each person revealing His face, His character, His love, His eyes. How would my relationships shift if they were sustained by the exclusive element of Him that each person was created to carry; if I protected them because I see something of Christ that I cannot see in anyone else? What if I could order my relationships and find their value in seeing a matchless piece of who He is. What if I could see the irreplaceable unique measure of who He is in each person?
What if in everyone, I could only see Him?
Friday, July 16, 2010
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