We all must die eventually. Our lives are like water spilled in the dirt; it cannot be recovered. But God creates ways to bring us back when we have been separated from him.
Found here are hints of the death and resurrection each one of us must pass through in order to be with God—the same message Jesus would bring later. We must lose ourselves in a way that is so complete, so committed, that we have no means to recover our lives, no way to bring them back. We must be spilled on the ground beyond recovery. We must put our own lives so far from us--with the knowledge that there is no turning back, that the bridge is burned--as to declare our whole and final choice, in order to be with God. Yet in the burned bridge is God’s plan, in his paradoxical way, to bring us to himself, to not abandon us.
Are you spilled out and spread thin? Are you the consistency of water? Would you choose to be? What if it was the only way to God? Would you lose yourself like water in the grass to be with him? Is he worth that?
Apparently he considers you worth recovering. Apparently he would dig up all that dirt, pluck every molecule of water vapor out of the air to restore you. He is making ways to recover you. He would excavate and mine for every last drop of you. He would breathe in every last breath of you. He is making ways to accomplish your restoration.
But will you hold onto yourself? Will you keep from spilling out because it's humiliating? Will you keep from disappearing just to keep your own name? You cannot be recovered when you refuse to be lost. You cannot be remembered when you refuse to be forgotten.
Who will remember you? Will it be your friends, your family, your fanclub? Will God remember you? Or will he say, I never even knew you?