My soul clings to the dust; give me life according to your word! ~Psalm 119:25
When God formed Adam, He began with dust, just a pile of dirt. Abraham claimed that same nature in Genesis 18: 27: “Behold, I have undertaken to speak to the Lord, I who am but dust and ashes.” And the psalmist comforted his readers with Psalm 103:14, “he knows our frame, that we are dust.” I’m weak, unreliable, shifty, dirty. But that’s not all that I am.
When God formed Adam, He breathed into that dust, and man came to life, a living soul. Just like the original creation, there’s the breath of God that has given life to this dirty frame, too. And I need that breath. Oh, how I need that life-giving breath! Yet, ironically, I often cling to dust. I cling to that fallen nature, the weak strength that is more convenient than it is sufficient for what life hurls at me. And when the dust that I cling to sifts between my grasping fingers, I’m left wondering where to find Breath and Life.
Yet, He’s not so far from any one of us. There’s a reason His Word is described as God-breathed. Because in His Word, I find that strength, that breath, that life to sustain me. In Him, I live and move and have my being. Give me life according to your word!