01/15/2017. Pen. On liminal spaces, or the space between two things, being and not. A gift for a friend who also found the subject interesting. Making this didn’t take enough effort for me to care about the fact that this picture is sideways.
This got me thinking about how God calls us to live on Earth as sort of a liminal space. We’re supposed to be in the world, but not of it. Living here until we reach glory. Sometimes that is seems fruitless or frustrating, but it reminds me of the open diner, where we find solace, and of the plane, where we know we are going somewhere better.