Dust

God and Jesus like dust.

God created Adam from the dust of the earth.

Jesus gave sight to a blind man when He mixed the dust of the earth with His own spit.

Jesus, the servant, washed the dust off His disciples feet because He knew who He was, where He had come from, and where He was going.

Jesus told His disciples to shake the dust off their feet if a town refused to receive their news about the Kingdom of God being at hand.

When the adulteress woman was thrown in front of Him, Jesus wrote in the dust with His finger. Perhaps He wrote "I love you," so when she lifted her face off of the dirt, it would be the first thing she'd see.

If it weren't for His breath of life in us, we'd be just a pile of dust.

But He likes dust.
God and Jesus like dust.

And someday, when we've been dead and gone and dusty for many years, that trumpet will blow, and He'll breathe new life into this dust of ours, and we will meet Him in the air, and forever be with Him in heaven.

Humble, lowly dust...
Exalted by the King.