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Dust If You Must

I found this poem “Dust If You Must” and it captured my attention. My home bears witness to the fact that I don’t spend a lot of time dusting. However, reading this poem made me wonder: What are the “better things”? What really matters? Do we savor music and art and books and gardens and delicious food and the beauty of Haywood County as God’s good gifts? How are we sharing these good gifts with others? And what are the things that truly last – forever?


by Rose Milligan

Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better

To paint a picture or write a letter,

Bake a cake or plant a seed,

Ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there’s not much time,

With rivers to swim and mountains to climb,

Music to hear and books to read,

Friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world’s out there,

With the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,

A flutter of snow, a shower of rain.

This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,

Old age will come and it’s not kind.

And when you go – and go you must -

You, yourself, will make more dust.

So, I added a verse because our end isn’t just a pile of dust. We look forward to God’s promise of the new heavens and new earth as well as new resurrection bodies. "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him." I Corinthians 2:9

But do not fear, God’s promise is true:

A forever life, for me and you;

And all those who trust in Christ alone,

Imagine the beauty around His Throne!

Growing in Grace,