Dust…

We are of the dust,
Grounded in dark soil
And the quaking of a new world;
Sighed into being by a greater wonder.

We are of the dust,
Murky and awkward
And entirely, astonishingly sacred,
Sanctified by a love beyond our wildest dreams.

We are of the dust
Yet filled with shimmering glory;
Intoxicating holiness not just pouring from heaven,
But rising up through our dirt-covered roots.

Gideon Heugh, Tearfund

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