One particle of dust among a cosmos full of particulates.
That is what we are in the vast sum of things.
That is what we are in God’s eyes.
The mystery, the awe, the wonder of the tightrope walk of Lent.
We are but dust and to dust we will return.
We are but dust and to God we will return.
We are but dust, irritating, choking, obscuring dust.
We are but dust the beginnings of a pearl.
The tightrope walk between what we are and what we will be.