Gather Us In Print (Deconstruction) by Lisle Gwynn Garrity
Gather Us In Print (Deconstruction) by Lisle Gwynn Garrity
Gather Us In
Digital painting with collage
By Lisle Gwynn Garrity
Inspired by Zephaniah 3:14-20
Museum-quality poster made on thick, durable, matte paper. Unframed artwork will arrive rolled up in a protective tube.
Framing option available.
Print Details:
Museum-quality posters made on thick, durable, matte paper.
Paper is archival and acid-free.
Unframed prints arrive rolled up in a protective tube.
Frame Details:
Alder, Semi-hardwood frame
Black in color
.75” thick
Acrylite front protector
Lightweight
Hanging hardware included
Made in the USA
From the Artist:
King Josiah, Zephaniah’s cousin, has ascended to the throne of Judah. He steps into the aftermath of a half century of ruin incited by the former King, Mannaseh, who ruled with evil actions and led the people astray (see 2 Kings 22–23).
Much of Zephaniah’s prophecy is an exacerbated lament. He believes the only way forward is for Yahweh to destroy everything. Too much has been corrupted, too much has fallen apart. But then, in chapter three, his message takes an unexpected turn—he turns toward restoration and unabated joy. This joy comes from God, who renews and calms us with love, rejoicing over us with singing. It comes from those who are vulnerable and shamed being gathered back in, restoring the whole community.
In this image, the blueprint background reminds me of a deconstructed building; it’s as if the roofline has fallen and the infrastructure crumbled. Yet, the collapsed roof provides an opening that becomes a doorway of invitation. God’s hand reaches down from the heavens, gently nudging us inward. Fig trees adorn the opening as signs of promise. A music bar (showing the first line of the familiar hymn, “Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing”) lures us toward the doorway, becoming a pathway for our journey home.
Perhaps the path toward creating a home for all requires some deconstruction. Some of our structures are rotting. Some of our institutions are compromised. Some of our rituals need repair. And yet, nothing is beyond redemption. Collective belonging gives way for collective joy—joy that is free and full. God’s love will find a way to renew us and gather us in.
Here I find my greatest treasure;
hither by thy help I've come;
and I hope, by thy good pleasure,
safely to arrive at home.
—Lisle Gwynn Garrity