Dry bones by Grace
Please welcome Grace. She blogs over at Gabbing with Grace she writes open, honestly, and beautifully. She is in the process of writing a book, woohoo! I am blessed to call her a friend and I just love Grace and I know you will too! Welcome Grace….
I was reading Ezekiel today. You know the passage where God leads him into a valley of bones (?!?!?!) and then has him prophecy over the bones and over the wind until eventually the bones resurrect and become “a vast army.” From nothing to something. From nothing really weird to something really powerful.
~In Church last Sunday, we sang that beloved Gungor song “You Make Beautiful Things.” That song and a few other Gungor songs have been a BIG part of the resurrection of my weary heart in the past few years. In the chorus: “You make beautiful things, you make beautiful things out of us (oooohhhhhhhh) you make beautiful things, you make beautiful things out of the dust.”
~Around this time last year, one of my besties & I took a prayer retreat. She initiated this retreat which I thought would be a nice little 48 hr. getaway in a cozy cabin where we’d each spend some time with the Lord & perhaps come together for a few minutes to open & close with prayer. Jess one up’d those plans in addressing the deep need in my life for healing by spending the whole time praying for me, and seeking God’s face in Scripture for me. It was one of the kindest things anyone has ever done for me, at a time when I so desperately needed something to resurrect within me.
I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh. -Ezekiel 36:26
God gave Jess a powerful image of my freedom, but also words of hope for what He was doing in my life particularly through a verse in Ezekiel which promises all sorts of newness.
~I love the scene in Finding Forrester at the end of the film where the main character, Jamal Wallace is vindicated by William Forrester in front of every enemy he has. Gives me chills every time.
I wonder if Jesus’ resurrection (FROM THE DEAD!) felt as good for Him as resurrection feels for us.
~A few years ago, I came very close to throwing away everything in my life that was important to me. The miracle that happened between now and then is a mystery to me. A beautiful resurrection mystery…
…and it feels doggone good.
Grace is a high-school-student-wrangler for a non-profit foundation, a speaker, and a writer for Prodigal Magazine and A Deeper Story. Grace is working on her first book, Detroit’s Daughter, a memoir about surviving her father, her brother, abuse, racism, Christians, boys, and poverty, while growing up in Detroit. She is married to Dave, and raising two handsome little Lego lovers, Ransom, 7, and Rhys, 3. She loves photography, fashion & swiss cake rolls. She hates Horcruxes and human trafficking. You can follow her adventures in trying to lead a purposeful, grace-filled, beautiful life on her blog, Gabbing With Grace, or on Twitter.