December 24, 2018

The One Who Made the Dust

My soul clings to the dust; revive me according to your word.
⁌Ps 119:25-32⁍
I tell God that I cannot see beyond that which is like myself, for I am dust and I cling to the dust. God, who by the Word created the universe, does not ignore my confession or make light of my condition. Indeed, on this very night I will celebrate the fact that the Word became flesh and lived among us, and we have seen his glory, the glory as of a father’s only son, full of grace and truth [John 1:14]. The One who made the dust became dust that I might be united in him in life, in death, and beyond.

O you who made all flesh, how can I begin to celebrate the mystery of the Word-Made-Flesh?

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