How To Feel Really Loved, Which Is The Way through every Wildernesses (& your Lent)

All wildernesses, and all of us, are all just made of dust.  But if God can take mere dust and make whole constellations of stars, can He not take our crises of sorrow, and miraculously make even us brilliant and whole? I’ve been thinking about this for days, after we had dinner with my dearest friend, Ruth, in these days when all kinds of hopes seem to be eroding, when plans and expectations keep crumbling away:  Life is all wilderness paths of dust, from all the fragility of living – yet all these paths of dust are literal ways to deeper trust — to enter into the miracle of what God can shape from dust.  It does something in you – to relax into being dust – and trust that surrendered dust is the stuff God’s dreams are made of.  All wildernesses, and all of us – are all just made of dust.  But if if God can take mere dust and make whole constellations of stars, can He not take our crises of sorrow, and miraculously make even us brilliant and whole? I linger with Ruth long after our family dinner together– and we talk about being mamas to a […]