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We were created by God from dust

then the LORD God formed the man of dust from the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living creature. 


Our descent goes back to this son of God made from dust

the son of Enos, the son of Seth, the son of Adam, the son of God. 


And yet in our trials we can wonder whether God remembers that he created us from dust:

8 Your hands fashioned and made me, and now you have destroyed me altogether. 

9 Remember that you have made me like clay; and will you return me to the dust? 


God does not forget

13 As a father shows compassion to his children, so the LORD shows compassion to those who fear him. 14 For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust. 


God’s care does not end with the mere remembrance that we are dust. His live will extend to the transformation of our bodies:

42 So is it with the resurrection of the dead. What is sown is perishable; what is raised is imperishable. 43 It is sown in dishonor; it is raised in glory. It is sown in weakness; it is raised in power. 44 It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body. If there is a natural body, there is also a spiritual body. 45 Thus it is written, “The first man Adam became a living being”; the last Adam became a life-giving spirit. 46 But it is not the spiritual that is first but the natural, and then the spiritual. 47 The first man was from the earth, a man of dust; the second man is from heaven. 48 As was the man of dust, so also are those who are of the dust, and as is the man of heaven, so also are those who are of heaven. 49 Just as we have borne the image of the man of dust, we shall also bear the image of the man of heaven.


This end our adoption – the resurrection of our bodies no longer as dust is the hope of the entire creation 

22 For we know that the whole creation has been groaning together in the pains of childbirth until now. 23 And not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies.