To the Last Speck of Dust…
September 3, 2010 § 4 Comments
from Psalm 102
12 But you, O Lord, are enthroned for ever;
your name endures to all generations.
13 You will rise up and have compassion on Zion,
for it is time to favour it;
the appointed time has come.
14 For your servants hold its stones dear,
and have pity on its dust.
15 The nations will fear the name of the Lord,
and all the kings of the earth your glory.
16 For the Lord will build up Zion;
he will appear in his glory.
17 He will regard the prayer of the destitute,
and will not despise their prayer.
And what is this prayer? Our sacred task?
Implore God for the renewal of your hearts and minds; invoke His grace for the salvation of every human person, even – and especially – the least of our brothers and sisters (Mt 25:45); and pray fervently for the transfiguration of the whole world, to the last speck of dust.
A task both inner and outer. A task of service – involving great humility. For God will never despise the prayer of the destitute. (And who was more destitute than Christ?) Our prayer of humble service – as in washing of feet, as in prizing even rubble, stones, and dust.
And did you know that everything in creation is made of star dust?
So I think of the burning bush. Burning but not being consumed. I think of “hearts burning” as scripture reveals itself. I think of foot-washing. Humble service at a sacred task – which Christ desires to share with us.
This is the task I’ve set out to ponder. On this and its companion blog.