Dried, parched, bleached out with time and the elements. Many of them. Many, many dry bones. That is what Ezekiel saw. Dry bones.
I think the valley of dry bones yet lives (pun intended) and so we have hope. Hope that our dry and parched souls will come again with Life and live. But how? Only one way.
Ezekiel 37:1 With the hand of Adonai upon me, Adonai carried me out by his Spirit and set me down in the middle of the valley, and it was full of bones. 2 He had me pass by all around them — there were so many bones lying in the valley, and they were so dry! 3 He asked me, “Human being, can these bones live?” I answered, “Adonai Elohim! Only you know that!” 4 Then he said to me, “Prophesy over these bones! Say to them, ‘Dry bones! Hear what Adonai has to say! 5 To these bones Adonai Elohim says, “I will make breath enter you, and you will live. 6 I will attach ligaments to you, make flesh grow on you, cover you with skin and put breath in you. You will live, and you will know that I am Adonai.”’”
With the Word of the LORD.
Breathe on our dry bones ADONAI ELOHIM that we may live and yet give You glory.
Day 154 of 2014, a day to give Thanks.
Categories: Christian Living
Kathie Whitestone Thompson
Follower of Christ. Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother. Some call me a teacher. Some say I'm a prayer warrior. A few accredit me with some writing skills. Me? I say I'm a work in slow progress, looking for perfection in eternity and until then having all the holy fun I know how.