Ezekiel 37: 1-6
The hand of the Lord was on me, and he
brought me out by the Spirit of the Lord and set me in the
middle of a valley; it was full of bones. He led me back and forth
among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that
were very dry. He asked me, “Son of man, can these bones live?”
I said, “Sovereign Lord, you alone know.”
Then he said to me, “Prophesy to these bones and say to
them, ‘Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! This is what the
Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath enter
you, and you will come to life. I will attach tendons to you and make
flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you
will come to life. Then you will know that I am the Lord.’”
And he did.
On one of our walks at the park, I glanced up. Branches of
the white birch bark on the bare trees shone against the brilliant blue sky.
The white birch branches reminded me of the story in Ezekiel where God sent him
to the valley of the bones and asked him to prophesy to the bones. Ezekiel may
have wondered why, but he obeyed. God knew in His sovereignty that the bones
would rise again in new life. Ezekiel witnessed a miracle.
On days when it’s hard to put one foot in front of the
other, I hang on to God’s promises of hope. Some days my fibromyalgia flairs
and my body doesn’t want to move. On those days, I feel like the dry bones in
the valley. Other days, the fibro stays calm, and you’d never know I had any
health issues. Those days I thank God for the breath of life.
When my eyes caught sight of the beautiful bare branches and
the blue sky, God reminded me to rest when I need to and engage in life when I
can. You see, I still have work to do on this earth. So did Ezekiel. He had a
story to tell and bones to raise. On the days I feel like I’m in the valley
with the bones, I’m reminded of the breath God breathed into the bones and the
breath He breaths into me.
Thank God for all days and know He is with you.