There's Hope For Todayਨਮੂਨਾ

The question would have never crossed my mind.

“Can these bones live?” Dry, bleached, dismembered, and scattered bones are a testimony to fatality and finality, not regeneration. In human terms, when breathing, heartbeat, and brain activity have ceased, all hope is gone.

In Ezekiel’s vision, that hopelessness is heightened by the statement, “The bones were very dry.” God could not have given Ezekiel a more graphic vision of the human impossibility of Israel’s restoration. Jerusalem was destroyed. A generation was growing up disconnected from her homeland. It was like Egypt all over again.

Have you a valley of dry bones? Do the promises of God seem impossible? Maybe you should spend a week searching out the impossible settings in the Old Testament. Spend some time with Noah filling the ark with matched pairs. Drop in on Moses in Pharaoh’s waiting room. Stand beside Joshua for a while and size up the walls of Jericho. Stand tall at the campfire as Goliath roars and say, “My money’s on David!”

Noah filled the ark. Pharaoh let the people go. Jericho fell at Israel’s shout. David could have made you a rich man. Can these bones live? How will you answer the question?