Extravagance

A defining moment, a moment of definition, the time of definition.

My hand upon the dust….

Taking shape, the mound of dust, the pile of dust.

Genesis 2:5-8 When no plant of the field was yet in the earth and no herb of the field had yet sprung up, for the Lord God had not yet caused it to rain upon the earth and there was no man to till the ground, But there went up a mist (fog, vapor) from the land and watered the whole surface of the ground— Then the Lord God formed man from thedust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath or spirit of life, and man became a living being. And the Lord God planted a garden toward the east, in Eden delight; and there He put the man whom He had formed (framed, constituted).

In the place of dust, the saw dust, the dust, the leftovers, the off cuts. The small particles that have no purpose.

The distraction, the side show, the “not the main focus”.

The thing that has no value. The byproduct of the building, the left overs.

For this is how I see it.

The dust is like flakes of gold, golden off cuts.

This is my defining moment, my craftsmanship on display.

For what is it that I am sculpting?

For my breath catches the dust. The invisible forming the visible. The visible shaped by the invisible.

For my light shines in the darkness and is not overcome by it. The beam of light shapes the dust, makes it visible, brings forth definition.

A body of dust, a vehicle of dust, my work of transformation.

The dust an off cut of my work.

In a moment, in an instant, the body covered in gold dust, regarding the work of my hands another golden body.

For this is golden.

For this is what I want you to do. Place your hands once again in my flow.

For I am lavishing my jewellery upon you, that which is precious will cover your body.

For the flow shall be golden, I am laying upon you, bracelet upon bracelet, necklace upon necklace. Then the overlay of gold. Extravagance multiplied, gold, soaking in gold, dripping with gold.

But one item of extravagance is not enough for my chosen, piling in on, for I have been piling it up, I’ve been stockpiling it up.

Others have a stocktake sale, I’m having a stocktake giveaway, I’m just giving it all away, all to you.

Do not be burdened by my love, I can’t help myself, I must burst forth, for I have broken open the jewellery box, my box of great treasures for my great treasure.

Be defined by my love, my beloved.

I want everyone to know you are my beloved. You shall be known for and defined by my extravagance.

1 Kings 3:5 In Gibeon the Lord appeared to Solomon in a dream by night. And God said,Ask what I shall give you. 1 Kings 3:12-13 Behold, I have done as you asked. I have given you a wise, discerning mind, so that no one before you was your equal, nor shall any arise after you equal to you. I have also given you what you have not asked, both riches and honor, so that there shall not be any among the kings equal to you all your days.