A Valley of Dry Bones

Often when I drive down the street, or walk through the neighborhoods, I feel as if I am in a live scene of “The Walking Dead.” So many people are meandering through life in these empty shells called bodies, defeated and captive to the brokenness that surrounds them.

I am reminded of Ezekiel 37:1-14. As Ezekiel looks over a valley of dry bones, the Lord asks him a somewhat rhetorical question: He says, “Son of man, can these bones live?” Ezekiel responds by saying, “Sovereign LORD, you alone know.”

Then He commanded Ezekiel to prophesy the hope of the Lord to these bones. I cannot help but feel maybe Ezekiel felt overwhelmed, that the command of breathing life into these desolate bones was too great a task for one man. At least, that is how I feel many times as I encounter so many empty-shelled bodies, void of life and hope.


Ezekiel obeyed.

He prophesied to the bones, and just as God promised, the bones began to come alive – the bones came together, tendons attaching them, becoming covered in flesh. The bones became vessels, ready for the life of God to be breathed into their being. “They came to life and stood up on their feet – a vast army.” So, can these bones live? YES, through the awesome power of our Life-giving God!

Where do you see dry bones?
How about at your job? Your school? Your neighborhood? 

I see them in Philly. 

With this, I pray that we will have the courage to let Christ use us to breathe life wherever we go – to see these dry bones come to LIFE.

Do we trust God has the power to bring hope and life to the dry bones around us?