For some reason, during Ash Wednesday service, I kept thinking and thinking (you know those times your brain gets on a track or maybe a dust trail)… thinking not just about “from Dust you came and to Dust ye shall return”, but I kept thinking about Dust Bunnies – yup, Dust Bunnies are something the Lord puts together…

Dust Bunnies in our houses just seem to appear out of thin air… mine get chunky bits to anchor them down. My Dust Bunnies become a little bit thicker because I have the love of a sheddy cat… even my work gets hallway dust bunnies from the carpeted desk spaces… they do appear out of thin air…

What about us, not from air but mud, clay, God’s Hands working our new day. We are dust but not supposed to be hidden in a corner. 

We ARE dust in processing, dust in pre- and post- earthly existence and VERY GOOD dust in between. Then surely in this season of Lent, as we are eagerly awaiting new birth, we are groaning and growing towards Easter, then we SHOULD be DUST BUNNIES in the making. We should be a collective people of God. We should congregate together. 

Dust Bunnies. YOU AND ME AND JESUS ARE WE. A collection of Christians in motion is a Dust Bunny. A collection of children of God whom God puts together in His own way, in His own unique clumping together, that is a Dust Bunny. A Sunday school class is a great Dust Bunny. (Imagine the joy of Easter for the little ones). Imagine also a set of very tired week-weary souls who find God’s strength to sing His praises – they are a Dust Bunny of His making. Also, times of a huddled grieving family who prays, they are a Dust Bunny dampened with tears, God holds them special to collect their tears, then God has the Holy Spirit take them back out into the world. 

Dust Bunnies must let God realign their dust.

This week we had Ash Wednesday service, with a soup supper just before, and I could only marvel at these blessed brothers and sisters whom God brought into my life for this season, a family whom God brought together for good reason, grateful a DUST BUNNY ready to serve, appreciate each other, and ready to give Lent its due by keeping walking with Jesus in humble joy. We know we have a Savior. We know we need saving. We know that we could not live forever or even just in this world one day without our DUST SWEEPER KEEPER.

Maybe we are here for just a moment, a vapor, a mist… but our dust trails? Those Lord, let others notice. Let others see our clumps scattered about and let them start to wonder, and let’s attract their dust to collect too. Above all, Lord, we pray others to see our dust trails leading DIRECTLY to You.

Lord bless our DUST BUNNIES through and through. 

Amen 

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Psalm 63:1-8  NIV  A psalm of David. When he was in the Desert of Judah.

You, God, are my God, earnestly I seek you; I thirst for you, my whole being longs for you, in a dry and parched land where there is no water.

I have seen you in the sanctuary and beheld your power and your glory. Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live, and in your name I will lift up my hands. I will be fully satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth will praise you.

On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night.

Because you are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings. I cling to you; your right hand upholds me.

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Psalm 65 NIV for the director of music. A psalm of David. A song.

Praise awaits you, our God, in Zion; to you our vows will be fulfilled. You who answer prayer, to you all people will come. When we were overwhelmed by sins, you forgave our transgressions. Blessed are those you choose and bring near to live in your courts!

We are filled with the good things of your house, of your holy temple.

You answer us with awesome and righteous deeds, God our Savior, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas, who formed the mountains by your power, having armed yourself with strength, who stilled the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the turmoil of the nations. The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders; where morning dawns, where evening fades, you call forth songs of joy.

You care for the land and water it; you enrich it abundantly. The streams of God are filled with water to provide the people with grain, for so you have ordained it. You drench its furrows and level its ridges; you soften it with showers and bless its crops. You crown the year with your bounty, and your carts overflow with abundance. The grasslands of the wilderness overflow; the hills are clothed with gladness. The meadows are covered with flocks and the valleys are mantled with grain; they shout for joy and sing.

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