Gallery 3
Utterings: A Wordless Prayer Series
Working in my studio in silence my eyes are hearing from the overflow of my heart. I have no words to express these yearnings and longings. They are known only to the Spirit. I move these scraps of paper around until there is a silent confirmation. Each one is a prayer. An offering. Perhaps a request or a blessing. a silent plea for mercy. grace. peace.
"So too the [Holy] Spirit comes to our aid and bears us up in our weakness; for we do not know what prayer to offer nor how to offer it worthily as we ought, but the Spirit Himself goes to meet our supplication and pleads in our behalf with unspeakable yearnings and groanings too deep for utterance." ~Romans 8:26
* While I may feel an impression or sense what a particular Uttering is about, I have chosen to leave most of the individual collage's in this series untitled so that the recipient is free from the influence of my words and able to find meaning that is personal to them.
Working in my studio in silence my eyes are hearing from the overflow of my heart. I have no words to express these yearnings and longings. They are known only to the Spirit. I move these scraps of paper around until there is a silent confirmation. Each one is a prayer. An offering. Perhaps a request or a blessing. a silent plea for mercy. grace. peace.
"So too the [Holy] Spirit comes to our aid and bears us up in our weakness; for we do not know what prayer to offer nor how to offer it worthily as we ought, but the Spirit Himself goes to meet our supplication and pleads in our behalf with unspeakable yearnings and groanings too deep for utterance." ~Romans 8:26
* While I may feel an impression or sense what a particular Uttering is about, I have chosen to leave most of the individual collage's in this series untitled so that the recipient is free from the influence of my words and able to find meaning that is personal to them.
