In France, in a little town called St. Brieuc, lives this sculpture. I used to ride past it almost daily, on my bicycle.It fascinated me, and occasionally I would stop and walk around it in wonder, feeling a kinship with this man of stone attempting to emerge a whole and formed being from the massive rock. He is attempting the impossible, every straining muscle attests to the difficulty of his task; and yet he has made progress, for there he is before our eyes emerging as something stronger and more defined than perhaps initially imagined.
This sculpture resonates with me because I understand that kind of struggle; it resonates with me because I want that kind of hope.
There are days when I look at this photograph and I know just how he feels.
That sculpture and your thoughts make me consider how well I am doing in that emerging process. Do you think this man is alone in his struggle for a reason? I think the biggest struggle for me is to not focus on the struggle itself because that is where I feel very alone but to see how far I've emerged and appreciate the strength God gave me to pull through that. Great thoughts to consider.
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ReplyDeleteI don't often venture out of my feeds but the picture made me stop--it reminds me of some of my favorite books.
ReplyDeleteAmen. Thanks, Allysha. Great thoughts.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great sculpture! It says so much about the human struggle and ability to overcome obstacles. Very inspiring. I'm glad I stumbled across your blog today :)
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