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Not dust… You!! oh Father, the dust wants me so bad! It’s menacing against me… claws thrashing; fangs chomping. It looked so nice at first! But now, it’s truly rotted in my stomach…

Yet my eyes ever lust… my mind ever wanders. “Surely there’s more. If only I dream about the mysteries of that dust more, then maybe – just maybe – they’ll come true. Just one more thing of beauty in that dust – then my heart will rest.”

Stooping, I gaze into a vast unexplored canyon – you guessed it, brimming with dust. “Surely… oh Father, this holds such possibilities! Wait here, just a moment… You redeem time… I’m going treasure hunting.”

Without looking behind at the God I think I’ve ditched (temporarily, of course – I’ll come back when I have a problem, yes?), my feet wander.

I kneel, gaze fully devoted to the dust. My head bows… I dig viciously with my hands. Inch after inch reveal nothing… but then I find exciting fairy tales. Dream upon dream I dream… I kiss the dust. “Surely this is better than God! He’ll always be there if something goes bad… redeeming time.” 

In one fleeting moment, the piles of dust I’ve adored and collected vanish. My hands soiled, my stomach sour, I stare in horror.


The canyon, so beckoning before, shows itself for what it truly is. Dust. Useless.

“Oh!” I think. “It really was… uh… dust.”


“When I cry out to You, then my enemies will turn back; this I know, because God is for me. … Give us help from trouble, for vain is the help of man. Through God we will do valiantly, for it is He who shall tread down our enemies. … I will abide in Your tabernacle forever; I will trust in the shelter of Your wings.” ~Psalm 56:9, 60:11-12, 61:4

I turn around, back to the canyon that devoured my time. He’s standing there… love deep in His eyes, arms outstretched. I fall, sobbing, into His arms.

My soul clings to the dust; give me life according to Your word! Let my soul live and praise You, and let Your rules help me. I have gone astray like a lost sheep; seek Your servant, for I do not forget Your commandments.  ~Psalm 119:25, 175-176

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