Sometimes a sentence will pop into your mind, and you can’t shake it off. It sticks like caramel, sickly sweet and quick to fasten to your teeth. The sentence is everywhere for a few days, and then it fades into the background. It’s a favourite doll set aside when its owner has grown up.
All we are is stardust and dreams, latched onto my mind during a road trip through the Thai mountains a few months ago.
I immediately scribbled it down. I could imagine a character hugging their knees, staring at the sky, world torn apart, saying the quote. It struck deep with what I thought was truth.
I eventually forgot about it.
But a few weeks ago, it rose from the watery depths of my creative brain, and I reconsidered it. I considered it for not only the characters we write, but ourselves, and I realized something.
We are more than stardust and dreams.
We have strengths, weaknesses, flaws, quirks, goals, joys, dislikes, passions, families, and yes, dreams. But we are not dust stuffed with make-shift dreams and given hope one day we might accomplish them. We are creations of the Living God; we are his children.
If we tell ourselves that we are not made of anything important, we are failing to see the story God is writing for us. He is the author of our story, and we are the fully dimensional characters.
So if you think you are pieces of the heavens it didn’t want anymore, dropped and forgotten, take a deep breath. Look at every part of your heart and mind. There are emotions. There are thoughts. There are promises. There is God’s lingering touch, the message that says, I made you. I made you for a reason.
God has never regretted making you, because you are more than stardust and dreams.
You are special.