So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I prophesied, there was a sound, and behold, a rattling, and the bones came together, bone to its bone. And I looked, and behold, there were sinews on them, and flesh had come upon them, and skin had covered them. But there was no breath in them. Then he said to me, "Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to the breath, Thus says the Lord GOD: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they may live." So I prophesied as he commanded me, and the breath came into them, and they lived and stood on their feet, an exceedingly great army.
Then he said to me, "Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel. Behold, they say 'Our bones are dried up, and our hope is lost; we are indeed cut off.' Therefore prophesy, and say to them, Thus says the Lord GOD: Behold, I will open your graves and raise you from your graves, O my people. And I will bring you into the land of Israel. And you shall know that I am the LORD, when I open your graves, and raise you from your graves, O my people. And I will put my Spirit within you, and you shall live, and I will place you in your own land. Then you shall know that I am the LORD; I have spoken, and I will do it, declaresthe LORD."
Ezekiel 37:1-14
for the first time in days, i'm actually starting to believe He's slowly bringing me out of the darkness and holding me up to the Light of His face. i'm starting to notice the veil being torn from my eyes and seeing my passion for Him come forth... in new ways than before. as i sit here in the midst of the confusion and dry dust that have surrounded me for so long, i see a small speck of hope in the distance. i could hardly remember what He looked and felt like until today, so for now, this speck is good enough for me.
..not that Hope hasn't been there all along, but my vision has been too cloudy to see Him. this earth below me and dust about me have made me into who they wanted me to be instead of who i was created to be... sanctified, holy, righteous, His pure bride.. laying down this life He's given me as a gift at His feet. my dust--the sin i was born into and the filth that i acquire along the way--is now His. He gave His life to breathe life into these dry bones. reminds me of these lyrics to a song by Tim Reimherr...
I am tired. I am tired of living this mundane life, not knowing what road to take next. I am tired of my life not MEANING anything to me. I feel pulled to go deeper, do more, dream bigger, but don’t know which direction to follow. I am exhausted and weary from longing for MORE yet not accomplishing anything. I don’t know whether it’s me not opening my eyes and seeing or whether it’s a waiting period that God is asking me to endure. What if He is placing open doors along my path and I’m just turning my face away from them? Is it that? or could it possibly be that I must journey a little further before the doors are open?
There is an ache that seems to grow inside me that is screaming for me to follow a more narrow path. I feel like I am on a road being trampled by the crowds and yet I can’t seem to find the road less traveled. Am I just afraid of failure? Or is God calling me to be still? I know it’s my fault that I am so lost. I know I need to make more of an effort in my marriage to Him but can’t seem to find the energy. This scares me. I cannot allow myself to become who I was. I know that way doesn’t work. Yet, I can’t seem to find the instructions on how to turn around.
Grace. Mercy. Love… I need You.
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my response:
oh girl. i love you so much.
ReplyDeleteDUST is one of those things that i am passionate about, i'm currently journeying through my writings of the past four years and putting the ones i really love on my site.... and i have been watching my love for all of the analogy and understanding...and truth...concerning it (dust) be birthed in my writing out of time with our Savior.
we write much the same. understand that when i say that i am refering to how we process through words, style... so it's really neat because i relate very easily to whatever you have to say.
which allows me to really soak it in...when i read your words i am in a place of comfort and understanding to a point that pretty much only God and very few close friends find me in. i am so thankful for it.
you are such a talented writer. oh my. what a lovely heart. this is the first time i've found your blog and i've read many. i'll have to come back later when i REALLY have time.
i'm rambling...i just wanted you to know that you're heart is wonderful. so lovely. He draws me closer in through your words.
God did such a good job with you :)
you = one of my favorites
...and He will make her Valley of Trouble a Door of Hope.
amen.
...did i mention i love you?
You know this reminds me of a story in the Bible when Peter is called to walk on water. And he steps out and begins to walk, but then when he starts to look at all that is around him and takes his eyes off Jesus he begins to sink. I think sometimes we get so caught up with the mess around us that we lose sight of our Savior. He is standing there telling us to come and simply waiting on us. . .all we have to do is look to Him, keep our eyes on Him, and keep trusting that He knows what is best for us.
ReplyDeleteI know its easier said than done, and at times we ALL find ourselves in a kind of drought, a dry dusty spell in our lives, but God can and will bring us through it! I will be praying for you that you find just what it is God has for you! I love you emmie!