In perhaps the best known portion of Ezekiel, the prophet is
shown by the Lord a valley full of dry bones. The picture is one of
hopelessness and death. The bones are not only dead… they are long dead, bleached
by the sun and dried with the passing of time. Son of man, can these bones
live?
These dry bones communicate the idea of too late and lost cause. If these people ever did have any hope,
even hope’s memory is gone now. They are long dead, and there is no one left
even to mourn their passing. Son of man, can these bones live?
Then something happens. There comes a rattling sound as the
bones rearticulate themselves into human shape; they are covered with tendons,
flesh and skin in a reverse decomposition process, until all they lack is life
itself. “Come, breath, from the four winds and breathe into these slain,
that they may live.” . . . and breath entered them; they came to life and stood
up on their feet – a vast army (vv.
9,10).
Ezekiel’s audience recognized themselves, an exiled people
from a conquered nation, as hopeless as a valley filled with dried bones…
except that God who breathes life even into dry bones can breathe life into an
exiled nation as well.
This passage speaks to anyone who has known that too
late and lost cause feeling. Too late? Lost cause? No such
thing with the very giver of life.
TODAY’S MEDITATION
Have you given up hope?
What would it look like if God breathed life into your dry bones?
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