JUST DIRT

In January, my post “Your Identity – Who am I?” talked about our spiritual nature and position in Christ as believers. When we’re beat down by life, or struggling, this post tells us what we should remember about ourselves as children of God. We are still in the flesh though, and we can go the other way and get pride-full at times, or forget we were made in the image of God, true, but we are earthy, and God’s word says we are but dust.

Here’s the Genesis account, and an important question from Job:

Genesis 2:7 the LORD God formed the man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being. 3:19 By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return.” Job 10:9 “Remember that you molded me like clay. Will you now turn me to dust again?”

OK, so you’re a modernist, but science still confirms scripture when the human body is analyzed. In biology class they taught us this the formula CHOPSNaClCa which is a collection of the symbols of elements from which we are made: Carbon, Hydrogen, Oxygen, Potassium, Sulfur, Sodium, Chlorine, Calcium. A fancy way of saying the same stuff as the earth, roughly… Dirt. (And, by the way, science still can't measure the soul, or detect the spirit, the real lasting you.)

Whereas, we may forget our frame, the stuff we’re made of, our Heavenly Father never does.

Psa 103:13-14 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. As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.

So, why do we even pass through this life, in a temporary, mortal body, that the Word calls “our tent?” What good is dust? Ah, but every farmer knows that good dirt, can grow good crops!

Mark 4:8, 20 Still other seed fell on good soil. It came up, grew and produced a crop, multiplying thirty, sixty, or even a hundred times.” Some people are like … Others, like seed sown on good soil, hear the word, accept it, and produce a crop—thirty, sixty or even a hundred times what was sown.”

Go be fruitful, Dusty!