• lenten journal: dusting

    by  • February 27, 2013 • Uncategorized • 6 Comments

    The important thing is that you have a lot of skin cells. Of those billions of skin cells, between 30,000 and 40,000 of them fall off every hour. Over a 24-hour period, you lose almost a million skin cells. Where do they all go? The dust that collects on your tables, TV, windowsills and on those picture frames that are so hard to get clean is made mostly from dead human skin cells. In other words, your house is filled with former bits of yourself. (Discovery Health)

    “From dust you came and from dust you shall return . . .”


    it’s been two weeks since ash wednesday
    when the pastor marked my forehead
    and told me I would return to dust,

    tonight I was reminded it is already
    happening — I spent all day dropping
    cellular dust like day old breadcrumbs

    I’m not the man I was last year, or the
    child from long ago who has my name,
    even so I am recognizable dust: living,

    breathing, leaving souvenirs and reminders,
    shedding incarnational memories to be
    layered over by those who will follow

    layer upon layer of what was making
    way for the dust that has yet to be; old
    bones, like new wine, needs new skin

    I will run my finger along the window
    sills of my life to feel the dust of
    dreams and demise and to hear once

    more the call to see the great cloud
    of witnesses, shed what encumbers,
    and leave little bits of love everywhere.



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    6 Responses to lenten journal: dusting

    1. Maureen Grisanti Larison
      February 27, 2013 at 11:45 pm

      Beautiful. Thank you for your daily Lenten faithfulness to seeing and writing your life. You are helping me to see my own more clearly.

      • February 28, 2013 at 7:41 am

        Thanks, Maureen.


    2. February 28, 2013 at 8:17 am

      Maybe Pigpen had it right…. = )

    3. hisfirefly
      February 28, 2013 at 10:58 am

      I so often complain about the layer of dust filtering through, coating everything in the house
      thank you
      perhaps now I shall rejoice instead
      that more and more pieces of me are dying
      that He might fully live in me

    4. pastordt
      March 3, 2013 at 12:40 am

      Love, love this. Thank you.

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