{"id":47079,"date":"2019-06-22T10:22:36","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T14:22:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=47079"},"modified":"2019-06-22T10:22:36","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T14:22:36","slug":"the-dust-speaks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/the-dust-speaks\/","title":{"rendered":"The Dust Speaks"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Our Holy God above, is named the Great I Am&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>So who am I, but bit of dust, to compare to Calvary&#8217;s Lamb?<\/p>\n<p>Truly, I am only dust, given life by Him;<\/p>\n<p>But what a blessed life I have, as He falls fresh within.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I am a sorry, sin-filled soul, washed clean by Calvary&#8217;s blood&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>The thought of how He suffered, as it flowed just like a flood,<\/p>\n<p>Is one that makes me stand in awe, almost in disbelief,<\/p>\n<p>But Love that He showed forth that day, brought dusty souls relief.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I am sent to tell the world of His great love for us.<\/p>\n<p>To tell of His Forgiveness of sin that rots and rusts<\/p>\n<p>The very bone and marrow that make our frame within,<\/p>\n<p>Then washes us with grace, given undeserved by Him.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I am a slave to Heaven&#8217;s jewel&#8211;My Master loves me so!<\/p>\n<p>I pray there&#8217;s nothing He would ever ask, with answer, &#8220;No!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>For just as dust is scattered when cleaning chores are done,<\/p>\n<p>He can scatter me wherever sinful souls need won.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I am a student of His Word; it fills my mind each day.<\/p>\n<p>To feel Him walk beside me, jolts my step to one of sway.<\/p>\n<p>To read the Word, and learn of love the Father gives to all,<\/p>\n<p>I am blessed each day, humbly leading this dust ball.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Our Holy God above, is named the Great I Am&#8211; So who am I, but bit of dust, to compare to Calvary&#8217;s Lamb? Truly, I am only dust, given life by Him; But what a blessed life I have, as He falls fresh within. &nbsp;&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1265,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-47079","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47079","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1265"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=47079"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47079\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":47196,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/47079\/revisions\/47196"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=47079"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=47079"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=47079"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}