Why An Iceberg?
Why an iceberg? A big, cold hunk of ice floating randomly in the ocean, a piece of glacier that has broken off its home turf. I’m not a cold, independent lonely ice floe. I’m a wife, mother, nana and a general lover of people. But I’m fascinated by what an iceberg is–so much more than meets the eye. The bigger part of each berg is below the water line, out of sight to most observers. Unless you know what to look for, it’s relatively easy to assume that what you see is all that you get. Much like people. So often we see one another as what we are in the moment, how we are perceived in that particular instant. But we are each a story, co-written with God, and where we are in our story is a reflection of all that has gone before that moment. To really know me is to know my story. The whole of it. Not just the tip of the iceberg.
And we are all part of God’s bigger story. We are broken off from His home turf by sin, and our hearts will only find the hope of their longing when we are restored to Him through Jesus Christ. Each of us is His image bearer, made in His likeness, and yet we’re all adrift from Him by our choices.
I am Dayle Rogers
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