Dry Bones Thought of the month
Ezekiel: 37:
The Valley of Dry Bones:
The hand of the LORD was upon me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the LORD: and set me in the middle of a valley. It was full of bones: He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley; bones that were, very dry: He asked me, Son of man; can these bones live? I said; O Sovereign LORD, you alone know: Then he said to me, Prophecy 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.
If God asked you to, would you really speak to; lots of very dry, dead, bones, in the desert? You might think, what if someone saw me; they would think I was mad: The truth is; as long as you do, what God, want you to do; it does not matter; what anybody else, might think about it.
In our Bible reading that we read together; because, God asked Ezekiel; and Ezekiel; did what God, had asked: God was able, to speak life; to those, old, dry, dead, bones. Ezekiel, thought to himself; I wonder, where those old bones, came from: I hope, they had a good life?
A small voice came, into Ezekiel’s head: asking Ezekiel, to prophesy to the bones; because Ezekiel, knew his God; Ezekiel didn’t care, what he must, have looked like, to other people.
I knew a man, like that once, he was my old head master: he was a mighty, man of God; He used to ask, a student into his office, at playtime, not to tell them off: but to have a friendly chat with them: A bit like, God wants to have a friendly chat, with you.
Anyway, when I first went to Victoria school; I could not do anything for myself; so I spent a lot of time, just staring at the wall, of the classroom, feeling cheesed off, that I could not join in, with the rest of the class: One day our headmaster, came to teach my class. He must have heard, that still, small voice, saying, prophesy life to those bones , in that wheelchair: because when he had set something up for the rest of the class, he walked over to me, with a Peter and Jane reading book.
He was not very good at reading, so it was a good job, I was there to correct him.
From that day, it was like, someone had said “Now!” because everything, was tried and tested, for me.
You see; my headmaster, was like Ezekiel; they both listen to God; and did what God, wanted them to do; Just look at the results; sorry; I can’t tell you, about Mr Dry bones, man:
but I can, tell you, about Mr Dykes. I stayed on at school, for an extra year, to do my English and Maths, exams: please stop for a minute; I can’t talk, and yet I past my English exam: now, there is, a thought.
You see; God has planned, our life, for us: do you know what, I am doing now; well; I write about, Bournemouth home football matches; for the hope f m website; and I am doing, the most important job; I am telling you, about my best friend; Jesus; I hope you make Jesus Christ, your best friend today.