You have created me from dust
and to dust I shall return.
Although I am not worthy to stoop and loosen the thongs of your sandals,
I bow down before thee nevertheless
as the dust that collects beneath Your every step.

Might I be washed clean by Your servant’s hair,
decorated by perfume for Your pleasure?
Or should I be that which collected in Your carpentry shop?
Should I be so blessed to collect
the puddle of tears and blood below Your knees in Gethsemane?
Or be moved, dug deep into a hole
so that I might bear the weight of the cross?

No longer shall I suffer in pain,
as dust I have no greater joy than this:
that after three days You rolled the stone away
and breathed me into Your resurrected lungs.

Live Jesus in our hearts forever!
Happy Resurrection day everyone.

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