Dust

I see dust and my mind automatically goes to unclean, nasty, dirty... When guests come over that is one of the first things we go and clean, all the random book shelves, and TV stands that haven't been dusted in months and have just been collecting little clumps of dirty earth particles that turn into dust. 

In our mind dust is a bad thing, but it's part of life. We have come to accept that dust will collect in our homes and the minute you clean the dust you know that in due time it will be back. It's a cycle. A dirty nasty cycle that never ends. 

I have quickly learned that my precious friends I have made on the streets at night, and the beautiful girls that surround us daily, have been taught that they are dust. That they are nasty, dirty, little clumps of particles that are in a never ending cycle of sex. They are cleaned up during the day just to go out at night and get wiped up and tossed in the trash and told how dirty they are and deserve to be there. 

This is reality for them, right? However, isn't it reality for us to? We all started out as dust. We all started out as nasty, dirty clumps of earth, that our Father then formed us out of dust from the ground and blew into our nostrils the breath of life. 

From that moment we came alive, a living soul.. Can you imagine God picking up this dirty pile of dust and looking at and saying my beloved, you are mine, and I am making beauty from ashes.. We came alive. He made a beautiful thing from what we call nasty. He made us clean. He BREATHED life into us. 

That is Gods reality for my precious friends, for his beautiful little girls, for us. He is taking our chaos, taking our dirty mess and making it beautiful. He is giving us life, giving us value, giving us eternal hope,  and giving us beauty. 

All around this place hope is springing up from dirty ground

Out of chaos life is being found in HIM

Out of chaos the dirty cycle is being changed, life is being found

All around this place hope is springing up from HIS breath of life