"....... for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust" Psalm 103:14

He makes beautiful things from dust


A bit of blogging history.........
My first foray into blogging was a number of years ago, and was intended as a practical way for my family and friends to follow my travels. What originally started out as a light-hearted and fun way to document an exciting dream-come-true, single(again)-girl's, once-in-a-lifetime adventure - living in Paris for 2 months - ended up being a digital record of my perfect, romantic honeymoon (unexpected bonus, and hey, who doesn't love a bonus??). That blog, complete with over-the-top, I'm-on-my-honeymoon, soppy, sickly-sweet romance, is still there, so feel free to take a peek if you're so inclined (and if you speak French please forgive my fumbling attempts).

After that initial totally fun, fairly flippant, but very satisfying dipping-of-the-toes into the world of blogging, I got much more interested in other people's blogs. I love to read as much as I love to write, and I especially enjoyed reading blogs written by amazing women, who willingly shared their lives, their joys and their struggles. Not so long ago there were some pretty significant changes and challenges in my life (more than the usual........), and I really needed encouragement. I found it in spades in these blogs, and I was so very thankful (it's truly amazing how many hours can just disappear as one blog leads to another............).

from dust beautiful things?? (I hear you ask).
Where on earth did the name come from? Well, there's a passage in the bible, that goes like this:

"As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust." Psalm 103:13-14

Isn't that a beautiful promise? As you'll discover when you read some of my posts, there have been times in my life where it seemed that everything really had returned to dust. But this passage speaks of God's great compassion and care for us, no matter how the circumstances of life might look in the moment. He is faithful and I can attest to the fact that he has truly made (and is continuing to make) something beautiful from the dust.

There's a lovely song by the band Gungor - Beautiful Things. The lyrics go like this:

All this pain, I wonder if I'll ever find my way,
I wonder if my life could really change, at all.
All this earth, could all that is lost ever be found?
Could a garden come up from this ground, at all?
You make beautiful things, You make beautiful things out of the dust.
You make beautiful things, You make beautiful things out of us.

Have a listen, it's lovely.

a disclaimer
Some of the people I may mention in this blog will not be referred to by name - as my husband says "to protect the innocent, and the guilty"! Of course, if you know me, you may know to whom I'm referring. In being honest, there is always significant risk of hurting others, or at least unintentionally misrepresenting parts of the story that are not mine alone to tell, and that is definitely not worth it, and not the reason for this blog. So I want to take as much care as I can to protect hearts. The last thing I want is to hurt the hearts of those I love, those I'm learning to love, or anyone else for that matter.

That's not all this blog is about though! I intend to write about my life - past and present - my joys and struggles, as well as some hopes and dreams for the future. I trust that in some way you will be able to relate to my journey as I navigate this middle season of life - a far-from-perfect but desiring-to-be-sanctified child of God, covered daily by grace.

Thanks for taking the time to read, I hope you'll be back.

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