I saw a picture of two pigs (a hog and a sow) in a mudhole.
The hog, with an exasperated expression, turned to the sow and said, “I think I’m having a mud-life crisis.”
In another picture, a huge Daddy hog placed his piggy arm around one of his piglets and pointed to a mudhole.
“Son,” Daddy Hog said with obvious pride, “In a few years, this will all be yours.”
Dr. David Jeremiah tells the story of a conversation between an atheist and God. The atheist challenged God, saying, “I can make a man, just like you say you did.”
“Ok,” says God. “Go for it.”
The atheist thought and said, “OK, first we’ll need some dirt.”
And God said, “OK … but get your own dirt.”
Now this is going to feel like an odd transition, but stick with me. It’s all about dirt, mud and more.
Psalm 103 is an incredible testimony to the wonders of God’s mercy and grace. God loves His children, forgives their sins, and cares for those who fear Him with great compassion. It is God’s steadfast, eternal love, David said, that continues to sustain and blesses us.
But it was verse 14 that recently spoke to me in a deeper way:
“For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust” (ESV).
In The Message, that verse reads this way:
“He knows us inside and out, keeps in mind that we’re made of mud.”
It was hard enough to read that I am dust … but MUD!
God does not forget what we are made of. He remembers He formed us from the dust, dirt and mud of earth (Genesis 2:7; 3:19). He remembers why He shows us such pity, such amazing mercy and grace.
Even the strongest of us have frail bodies, souls and minds compared to His matchless wonder. He understands our misery. God knows we are subject to decay, that we will be buried in the earth from whence we came.
Were it not for God’s great mercy, we would all be destroyed under the wrath we so completely deserve, for there is not one soul who seeks after God (Romans 3:11) without His touch from heaven.
And in His compassion He brings strength to our weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9).
During our short time here on earth, as Christ-followers, we are being transformed.
I had a funny thought today. Yes, we are still dust, but …
As we are sanctified (made holy) with the truth of the Word and the Spirit as our tutor, we are becoming beautiful dust.
And we are destined to be MORE than beautiful dust!
We are becoming like Jesus, and in the final resurrection, our bodies will be changed. Glorified! Just as Jesus, in his resurrected body, retained the scars from His crucifixion (John 20:25, 27), even so our recognizable bodies will be resurrected.
I sometimes forget I am destined for heaven, that I should live for eternity. I know I’m not alone in this forgetfulness. As the poet and author Carl Sandburg wrote (and not even in a theological sense):
“There’s an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud.”*
God wants me to mount up with wings as an eagle (Isaiah 40:31), but I keep sloshing around in the mud. I forget where I’m heading. But I rejoice God does not.
While I live on earth, I am the recipient of His incredible mercy, forgiveness and grace. And I am thankful this sinful, decaying body will be changed in eternity.
I am destined to be far more than beautiful dust.
– (Note from Dawn: I know I have changed the imagery several times in this post. One minute I am mud; the next I’m sloshing around in mud. But I hope something, somewhere in this rambling spoke to your heart and encouraged you to live for the Lord today.)