Dry Bones

    He asked me, “Son of man, can these bones live?”
    I said, “O Sovereign Lord, you alone know.”
    Then he said to me, “Prophesy to these bones and say to them, ‘Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life. I will attach tendons to you and make flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the Lord.’” (Ezekiel 37:3-6) 

He used to love to break the turkey wishbone. We would pick the meat off the carcass, search for the wishbone, and set in on the windowsill to dry. Each day, my little boy would ask, “Is it dry?” 

Finally, the day would arrive, and the bone would be white and brittle. We would each hold an end, make a wish, and tug. The wishbone would snap! A big grin would spread across my son’s face, “I won. Mine is longer; my wish will come true!”

Now it is my son that has spiritually dry bones. He roams in a secular world that shrivels his soul and sucks the truth of God’s Word out of him. I witness the withering of hope, joy, and the promise of abundant life in my son.

Oh, but I know the Living Water. I don’t wish, I pray. My God is able to breathe life into dry bones again. One day soon, I know my son will say with a big grin, “The Lord is good. I am no longer dry bones, Mom. Your prayers have come true.”

Sovereign Lord, can the dry bones of _________________ live? Only You know, O Sovereign Lord! Allow ________________ to hear Your Words. Say to _______________ “I will make breath enter you and you will come to life, then you, _______________, will know that I am the Lord.” I pray these words, in Jesus’ Name, Amen.
 
Excerpt from Divine Prayers for Despairing Parents–Copyright 2009 New Hope Publishers  Written by Susanne Scheppmann

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