Dust Bunnies, You, & God.

Via on Feb 23, 2012

You may’ve noticed something yesterday.

That is, if you weren’t too busy to notice.

If you weren’t too busy cocooning yourself off from the rest of the world

by texting while you were driving,

or walking along the sidewalks looking down at a little screen on your phone.

Or if you weren’t so overly cloistered among an obscenely small clique of

like-minded, like bodied, hyper-allergenic, hyper-feng-shuied chums.

 

What you may’ve noticed

is dust.

 

More specifically, ashes.

You may’ve noticed some peculiar people around town who had ashes on their foreheads.

The first one you came to,

if you were as mindful and as observant as you think you are,

may’ve been someone who smiled at you.

And if you were feeling a bit “engaged” or “compassionate,” you might’ve awkwardly pointed toward her face and said, “Um.. Say… You’ve got a little something on your skin, up there above your glasses.”

And if you had a tissue, you might’ve offered it to them.

They may’ve smiled and nodded a knowing nod and politely refused your little gift.

But then, as the day went on, you saw more of them.

Dark and dirty little “plus signs” just smeared on people’s faces.

They couldn’t’ve all forgotten to look in the mirror this morning.

Something weird was going on.

Something strange and peculiar.

What in the heck would cause otherwise normal looking people, who are living their lives, carrying on about their business, at Starbucks, at the laundry, at the bank, at the grocery store, at the gym and in Congress… to want to look so ridiculous?

To be so unclean?

To look like crap?

Did they drink someone’s Kool-Aid?

Was it some new meme, like planking, that’s going around?

Did they lose a bet?

Or perhaps, just maybe,

they know something.

Perhaps they know that they’re going to die and they’re sick and tired of denying it and pretending it’s never going to happen.

   Perhaps they know that it is from ashes that they have come and it is from ashes they shall return.

Perhaps they know that constantly keeping every surface of your home clutter free and banishing all of the dust bunnies ….. is dysfunctional, and a futile, death-denying illusion.

Perhaps the namaste that they say is only lip-service and deluded, wishful thinking unless it’s the namaste of authentic divinity which creates life out of the dust, that breathes life into mudpeople, and was born in a barn.

Perhaps they know that through the hecticness and waywardness of their lives, they’ve begun to not look like their pictures… the pictures of who they really are… in the eyes of God.
Perhaps they know that the only way to regain their true image is to humble themselves

to allow the Etch-A-Sketch of their lives to be shaken….

Perhaps that ash on their skin is a way of owning that they are mortal, that they aren’t perfect, that they aren’t all that, that they’ve still got a long way to go…

Perhaps it’s a way for them to begin forty days in the wilderness, fasting and going without.

In an effort to be less focused on the shiny, buddha-head as a bauble, cross as a trinket, spending way too much for hipster bikes that only have one gear and for yoga-clothes-that-you’re-only-going-to-sweat-in-and-who-cares-what-you-look-like-while-you-do-it, tabloid pap and crap flavas of the month.

And to be more focused instead on what really matters,
recognizing their dependence on God and their ability to give a damn about others.

 

Those of us have eyes to see. See.

See the dust… and embrace it.

dustily,

Roger Wolsey

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Written on Feb. 23, the day after Ash Wednesday, 2012.
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Editor: Brianna Bemel

About Roger Wolsey

Roger Wolsey is a free-spirited GenX-er who thinks and feels a lot about God and Jesus. He’s a progressive Christian who identifies with people who consider themselves as being “spiritual but not religious.” He came of age during the “Minneapolis sound” era and enjoyed seeing The Replacements, The Jayhawks, Husker Du, The Wallets, Trip Shakespeare, Prince, and Soul Asylum in concert—leading to strong musical influences to his theology. He earned his Masters of Divinity degree at the Iliff School of Theology in Denver, CO. Roger is an ordained pastor in the United Methodist Church and he currently serves as the director of the Wesley Foundation campus ministry at C.U. in Boulder, CO. He was married for ten years, divorced in 2005 and now co-parents a delightful 10-year old son. Roger loves live music, hosting house concerts, rock-climbing, yoga, centering prayer, trail-running with his dog Kingdom, dancing, camping, riding his motorcycle, blogging, and playing his trumpet in ska bands and music projects. He's recently written a book Kissing Fish: christianity for people who don't like christianity

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10 Responses to “Dust Bunnies, You, & God.”

  1. 19yearslater says:

    I like the parts about what the ashes DO mean to those who wore them, but not the parts about people who didn't wear the ashes being somehow less.

  2. cathy says:

    Those who don't wear ashes are not less. If that is what you got out of this message I feel bad that you missed the point but you are still not less…. Namaste

  3. guest says:

    That's silly. I know I am mortal and will die without being reminded by a smear on my face. so I'd rather use my short, mortal life as long as I can to the fullest. (because chances are, there is nothing after this life. no heaven, no hell, no rebirth)

    • Roger Wolsey Roger Wolsey says:

      guest, the article is in fact a call for us to live our short, mortal lives, as long as we can to the fullest. you may think it's silly, but the fact is, even though we all "know" we're mortal and will die… in many ways, many, if not most of us, find ways to deny this and to try to postpone the inevitable. Reminders of this are helpful. Peace.

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  5. Cynthia Beard says:

    Thanks for reminding us that those who stand out due to something that might be considered a blemish may indeed be doing something intentionally. This also reminds me of the first time (as a child) that I encountered a woman wearing an Indian bindi on her forehead. It took me a moment to realize that it actually placed there. As for Ash Wednesday, my fascination with the ashen cross is that it evokes the “ashes to ashes, dust to dust” saying that we will return to the earth. I’m surprised (but probably shouldn’t be) that some would take your post as an argument that those who do not practice the Christian faith or participate in Ash Wednesday are somehow lesser or destined to hell. I don’t sense that message at all in your writing here or anywhere else, and I certainly know that you don’t believe that.

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