We are but dust

There is so much of our lives that we cannot control, even as we try to do so. We can make all sorts of plans. We can dream huge dreams and work to try to achieve them. We can take steps to do what we want to do, but still life throws us curveballs. Like John Lennon’s song reminds us, life is what happens while we’re making all these plans and dreaming all of these dreams and are busy with all that it entails.

There is chaos regardless, no matter how much we try to align our lives with our plans and dreams. There are events and things that just seem to blow up and create pitfalls. There are resentments that simmer under the surface and forces that threaten to tear everything we have worked for to the ground.

We feel powerless. We are powerless.

Yet, we are all also powerful. We have the power to accept what we can change and what we cannot. We have the power to find it within ourselves to learn to let go or to fight.

We are after all, only human.

The Lenten season is upon us. It’s traditionally a season of fasting and of sacrifice, mirroring the forty days and nights that Jesus spent wandering around in the wilderness. But instead of giving things up this year, I am looking within and trying to learn to let go of things that hold me back.

Because the Lenten season isn’t only about sacrifice, but starting with a clean slate and a new perspective. It’s a season of preparation for our own transformation. As Rev. Joseph Yoo points out:

There is hope that we can overcome our resentments, that we can learn to transform our ignorance into wisdom and our transgressions into high regards, and that we can become better people who remember that we have come from dust and will one day return to the dust.

There is a certain magic in that. There is a certain wonder in that hope and peace and joy and love that started in Advent and transforms on Easter Sunday. And we’re waiting again, waiting for that wonder and joy and hope and peace and love that comes only when we remember that while we are powerless, we are all so powerful if we want to be.

We are but dust, but it’s dust that can write a beautiful story if we choose.

Stay magical, friends.

Write your own story.

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