dusty

May 10, 2012

Yesterday Jackie beautifully reminded me that I am but dust. When I think about it, I can’t help but agree with her words. However, when I think about dust in my home, on my hands, in my nose, all I want to do is get rid of it, clean it up, blow it away.

Yet that is not what God does, he seems to like it.

God can create things out of dust. Adam for instance was crafted out dust (Genesis 2:7).  The pinacle of all creation came from what I try to keep out of my home.

God can heal using dust. A blind man was gifted sight when Jesus applied a mud mask to his eyes (John 9:6).

God can convict hearts in the dust. After drawing in the ground, Pharisees dropped their stones and left the woman caught in adultery standing with no one left to convict her (John 8:6).

I recently heard the song “Beautiful Things” by Gungor for the first time (if you are on my blog now you can click over on the playlist in the lower right to song #1 to hear it).  The lyrics go like this:

All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all

You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us

All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You

You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us

You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
You are making me new

My life is dusty.  Today I am reflecting and remembering.  Four years ago today our fourth child Sawyer was born still into our lives and just as silently it often feels that he was swept away like dust.  Yet in true fashion God redeems, he restores, he rebuilds.

For those who love God, a groundbreaking promise is made: “All things work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose.

This verse has been my mantra all year.  I continue to remind myself of his promise when I am discouraged, when I am sad, when I am angry or frustrated.  I lift my dirty hands to the sky and ask the Lord to do what he has already said he will do: create something beautiful from the dust.

Do you love God?  Are you called according to his purpose? On this day as I reflect on the promise of God, I invite you to enter into it.  I welcome you to stand in the dusty chaos with the full assurance of a promise that a garden is being planted that will yield good things, beautiful things.  I encourage you to call out to Jesus and ask him to be YOUR God.

He will make you new.

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