Vision – based on Ezekiel 37: 1-14
And I looked as I led worship
and saw the dried and brittle bones
of the scattered few before me
and there was no life.
Too old,
too desiccated,
too worn out,
or lived out
ever to be able to stir again.
And I wept as I looked
and prayed for answers,
but my heart told me
it was too late;
the life had gone.
There was acceptance
of an unchanging future;
the stillness of lethargy
and emptiness of spirit.
And I looked again
and saw my prayers
were not to empty air
for a breath of God
moved among the weary;
new energy began to stir;
movement was discernible
and purpose was born again.
And God had shown me,
in spite of all my doubts,
that hope is never completely dead
and there can be new life,
even in old bones.
© Marjorie Dobson published on Worship Cloud
Used with permission.
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