I saw this portrait tonight (click the link to see the series) and thought about David being “knit together in [his] mother’s womb.”

This method of portraiture—embroidery, hand-sewing threads into single, unexpected combinations, finding just the right shade of blue in a merger of three—is the way I imagine God mapping out our us-ness.

The second picture above is the back of the work. I showed Justin and he said, “That’s us now.” This is the self we see when we look in the mirror.

The product, the perfect portrait, is what we’ll see later. It’s the glory self, the self that makes sense of all of the mysteries, all the unexplained coincidences, the loose threads.

But now, now we mostly see the threads.