In this collage:
There's a volcano, erupting in the background,
as the white snowflake flowers and the grass
have broken through the ground.
Water breaks through, rushing, cascading,
over smoothed rocks, it continuously flows.
The icicles, yes, they usually hang down,
but here they face up, as if they've broken through the ground.
So much in life is about a breakthrough,
in the inner and outer worlds, there are breakthroughs,
and God, above all, breaks through, this world,
his Spirit, breaking through, in love, in glory, in grace
in us.
And we are made new,
and we are who we were always intended to be
when we deliberately seek these
Break-Throughs,
when we go hard after our dreams.
There's a volcano, erupting in the background,
as the white snowflake flowers and the grass
have broken through the ground.
Water breaks through, rushing, cascading,
over smoothed rocks, it continuously flows.
The icicles, yes, they usually hang down,
but here they face up, as if they've broken through the ground.
So much in life is about a breakthrough,
in the inner and outer worlds, there are breakthroughs,
and God, above all, breaks through, this world,
his Spirit, breaking through, in love, in glory, in grace
in us.
And we are made new,
and we are who we were always intended to be
when we deliberately seek these
Break-Throughs,
when we go hard after our dreams.
The sunflowers in the collage had this quote with their picture:
"The glory we share will be the glory showing out of our lives."
Oh, this Glorious Breaking Through
Strolling through your posts. This one grabbed me. The collage is so powerful!
ReplyDeleteThank you for doing so, Mandy! This collage struck me too - while i was putting it together, i didn't know quite how it was going to come out; i had to figure out how these images wanted to fit best together to say what they wanted to say. So glad it broke through, and that you noticed too.
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