Soil Soul

"God breathes life into dirt."

That wasn't the main point of the message this Sunday at church, but it is what I heard.

What I continue to hear.

"God breathes life into dirt."

I wrote about being a soil soul that God is making fertile for changes.

The Gardener requiring this dirt to rest, supplying me with Him the nutrients I require for His purpose.

I am content in the resting.

Content knowing He will plant  

In His Time.  

The Spirit is tilling these words into my soil heart, 

"God breathes life into dirt." 

And I embrace the mercy of the Gardener
who goes ahead of my humanity,
my questions
with  hope for my future,
"God breathes life into dirt."

And I think about the immeasurable love of God.

That Love reached into the very depths of the earth, 

formed man, 

and loves so immensely that we 

take the Creators breath away. 

I take God's breath away. 

You, 

His beloved, 

take God's breath away.

"God breathes life into dirt."