Before the galaxies were born…
Before time learned to flow…
Before light crossed the endless void…
The Infinite had already chosen the dust.
It did not seek the highest throne,
nor the brightest star.
It sought the humblest heart.
For true Love is not revealed by ruling the universe…
but by kneeling before its own creation.
So the Eternal breathed upon the dust,
and the dust began to remember who it truly was.
From that moment,
humanity was no longer merely dust.
It became dust filled with the Breath of the Eternal.
Finite…
yet inhabited by the Infinite.
Fragile…
yet able to carry eternity within.
This is the mystery before which even the angels stand in silent awe.
The Almighty did not merely visit the dust.
He united Himself with it.
And where the Breath of the Infinite and the dust become one…
a new creation is born.
The image of the Father begins to shine once again.