But, on the other hand, if we all came from dust and shall return to dust…. Well, I hope this self-quarantine thing is over soon because I have a lot more dusty rooms to deal with. English Standard Version By the sweat of your face you shall eat bread, till you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken for you are dust, and to dust you shall return. For you were made from dust, and to dust you will return. I’ll admit, the washer started walking across the laundry room and go “cachunk…cachunk” quite a few times. By the sweat of your brow will you have food to eat until you return to the ground from which you were made. How I got it to fit in my washing machine, I don’t know. While I dusted all the wood surfaces, I decided all the bed linens needed to be washed, including the huge king size comforter. I was in a dusting whirling dervish mood.
So, as I dusted each item and organized the clutter, I decided to go around the entire bedroom and dust every disgustingly dusty surface. I removed all the photos, keys, crosses, memorabilia, books, etc., and found all this dust.īut, I had to laugh because ‘neath all the junk, there was a lucky penny and feather waiting for me to say…”Good job! It’s about time!” When I finally got up and grabbed my phone on the night stand, YUK! It was SO dusty. Why get up, nowhere to go, nothing to do. Gosh, it was only 11:50 am, so I rolled over for another hour or so. When I woke up, I grabbed my phone to check the time.
Unfortunately, being home 24/7, I started to notice all the dust. That, and having old eyes added to my dust indifference. Then, it occurred to me that I never really noticed the dust because I never was home long enough to ever notice the dust. She said that she dusted just last week, and everything was dusty already. Yesterday, I was inspired by my sister’s comments about her house being so dusty. Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.