Dreams from Dust

The debris has settled on the floor of our hearts

Has taken a year to sink down.

The aftermath of the mess has not been swept away

We’ve pushed some things under the rug

But something has triggered an earthquake

The fault line of our broken hearts has shaken and the dust has lifted. 

Evil is incomprehensible.

To attempt to understand it by means of rational thought

Results in the destruction of hope.

But when brought to the light evil does not stand

It shatters into powder.

Evil exposed in the brightness of truth

is black, lifeless matter made up of jealousy, greed and pride

This time around the source of life is eternal and full of grace

It shines through the shadows

The dust we thought was gone will be reformed,

Living water transforms it to mud, making clay for the creator’s hands to reform

Sculpting and recreating what was once lifeless

Redeeming the dust of our hearts

He makes all things new from dust

He makes things new in us.

Isla Vista, California. 6500 Block of Sabado Tarde. 

Gunshots again. Put on lock down, the unsettled feelings of last year's tragedy still fresh in our minds reawakened my awareness of hope for this city. Light shines brightest in darkness. 

 "The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it." John 1:5