Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Saturday, March 21, 2020

What God can do with dust

All those days
you felt like dust,
like dirt,
as if you all had to do
was turn your face
toward the wind
and be scattered
to the four corners

or swept away
by the smallest breath
as insubstantial

did you not know
what the Holy One
can do with dust?     
                     Kate Bowler  (Twitter, February 26)

Lent begins with ashes
With the burnt remnants of the divine image

Lent begins with regrets
And repentance

With the gross understanding that we are not what we should be
Not what we could be

we look in the mirror and feel like dirt, sometimes
we feel ragged and torn
and empty

and tired
oh so tired

of lies
of hate,
of anger,
and fear

so tired of raucous debates
and pretentious rallies

so worn down
by crashing markets
and the insidious creep of CORVID-19

we feel insubstantial
as if the next piece of bad news
the next crisis

will cause us to finally
become so fragmented
that we are as insubstantial as ashes

or dry dust

and yet
for all that
we hope

we hope against [all] hope
for we are filled with God
connected in the Spirit to Sacred
to Jesus

and “in him all things hold together” (Col. 1)

even us

we may be dust
we may have been shredded
by the vagaries of life

but we know what the Sacred can do with dust

this Power, this Love
that dwells inside us

it does marvelous things in us
and through us

as through Jesus it multiplied loaves and fishes
as it cast our demons
and healed the sick
and gave sight to the blind
and raised the dead to new life

so this Power/Love
takes the most fragmented
the most common elements

the most fragmented
the most common people

and makes them new

water into wine transforming
multiplication of loaves and fish transforming
calming the waters transforming
life out of death transforming

this Power/Love even took a cross
and made it a symbol of life

it can certainly take us
and make us Sacred Children

Ah, yes
There are days when we feel like dust
But we know what God can do
With dust

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