I Prophesied

I Prophesied

14 September 2010

Today’s Reading: Ezekiel 36-37; Psalm 110; Revelation 19


7 I prophesied just as I’d been commanded. As I prophesied, there was a sound and, oh, rustling! The bones moved and came together, bone to bone. 8 I kept watching. Sinews formed, then muscles on the bones, then skin stretched over them. But they had no breath in them. (Ezekiel 37:7-8 MSG)

It’s a great story, this vision Ezekiel experienced! God took him into an open plain littered with dismembered skeletons – apparently a battlefield where thousands of soldiers had fallen and been left to decay, bones scattered by buzzards and wild dogs. Skulls and ribs, arm and leg bones, hand and foot bones lay everywhere, like Lego’s, crayons, and toys scattered across a child’s playroom floor. God asked Ezekiel if the bones could be resurrected and then God proceeded to do just that.

Using Ezekiel’s Spirit-empowered words, God assembled them, clothed them with muscle, sinew, and flesh, then miraculously breathed into them the breath of life! Then God explained to Ezekiel that this was a picture of God’s ability to bring fresh God-life into impossible, sin-destroyed situations.

I sat for a few minutes after reading this story and thought about the amazing power of spoken words. Ezekiel spoke God-words, words of life, to a bonepile and then spoke words of “inspiration” – hopeful, helpful words that brought the breath of life into the bodies that his words had reassembled – and they came alive!

Pretty much every day I come upon a bonepile situation in someone’s life. I can walk on by, I can engage in idle small-talk, or I can ask for some God-words that will help pull things together and make some sense of it. I can reach into my heart for some God-words that breathe life (inspiration, encouragement, hope, help, possibility) into a dark, disorganized, dead situation. I can speak the words God gives and God can put things back together and breathe in life and hope. And I can be part of God’s miracle for someone.


Father, I acknowledge this as another exhortation from you to me to use the power of words intentionally to bring hope and help to the bonepiles in people’s lives. I pray for myself and for my friends who are reading this – may our words be God-words that bring the breath of life. Amen.

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