Ezekiel saw a valley of dry bones
Scattered, bleached and brittle.
But the Lord saw in those bones His children –
He knew each one by name
He knew the days of their lives
And the paths their lives had taken
And He knew the shape their lives could take
The Lord knew them, and He loved them.
The Israelites saw a valley of death
Hope cut off, open graves, no hope of recovery.
But the Lord of Life saw before Him, His creation ready to obey
He spoke, and Death loosed his chains
Brittle bones, dry bones, dead bones
Found their appointed place
The rushing Spirit breathed life
And Ezekiel saw an army, numberless and nameless,
But the Eternal Father saw His children
Unique and special, named and loved
Every hair on their head He had numbered
And He cherished them, each and every one.
Are you in a valley, where you cannot see how things can change? That there is no hope? No possibilities? Do you feel like one in a nameless throng?
Let me encourage you, the Lord sees with Holy eyes. He sees things we cannot see.
Am praying that today, whatever it is you are facing, you will be released to see it through the Lord’s eyes! Dry bones can live!