But Dust
One day when I was feeling a little defeated, God impressed upon me that I am but dust. Now, while that sounds kind of rude at first reflection, I understood what He meant. In the big scheme of things, I am but dust. Seriously, my life is a blink in time. When I die, my physical body will return to the ground, but dust. My spirit, however, will soar to new heights. Still, thinking of my physical being as “but dust” put things into perspective for me.
God further impressed upon me to see the eternal picture. I began to think past myself, past my circumstances, and I saw my family, each loving person in my family, individually. Then, I saw my community, my state, my country, the universe, and the infinity of God. All of a sudden, I was the size of an ant. When I began to look past myself into eternity, I wasn’t so consumed with me. That rhymed; therefore, maybe I’ll be able to remember it.
As soon as I began to see myself as “but dust,” I began to see unlimited possibilities in Christ. Seeing oneself as “but dust” makes one realize that it’s not up to little ‘ol us to pull off magnificence on this earth. I began to pray that God would provide the sparkle and the shine on each particle of my dust so that I would leave a shimmer of grace and hope behind. Of course, after I’m gone from this earth, I hope the particles of my dust sparkle, but I also hope that while I walk this earth, I leave a trace of sparkling grace and hope upon each experience and life that I touch.
When you start to look at obstacles in front of you, when you become discouraged about the task at hand, stop for a moment and remind yourself that you are “but dust” on this earth. Then, pray and ask God to take your hand and fill it with a beautiful pile of glimmering, magnificent grace. As you walk forth from there, remember that whatever you touch will reflect the light of His love. Yes, we are “but dust,” but God’s sparkling light can be reflected upon the limitless particles of His people on this earth.
As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust.
Psalm 103:13-14
Kristina Seymour loves to encourage and equip women through the Word and through community. She is the author of The Warrior Mom Handbook, The Warrior Mom Leadership Manual, and The Warrior Wife Handbook; they are available at Amazon.com. Kristina’s Bible studies are for women who desire to live by faith in the midst of their everyday lives. She has learned that women can’t survive on caffeine and animal crackers alone; women in the Word and in community are united and able to stand firm. To learn more about Kristina, please visit her website, https://kristinaseymour.com/. God loves to share His story of love and grace through us all, and Kristina believes that everyone has a story to tell.
Kristina Seymour loves to encourage and equip women through the Word and through community. She is the author of The Warrior Mom Handbook, The Warrior Mom Leadership Manual, and The Warrior Wife Handbook; they are available at Amazon.com. Kristina’s Bible studies are for women who desire to live by faith in the midst of their everyday lives. She has learned that women can’t survive on caffeine and animal crackers alone; women in the Word and in community are united and able to stand firm. To learn more about Kristina, please visit her website, https://kristinaseymour.com/. God loves to share His story of love and grace through us all, and Kristina believes that everyone has a story to tell.
