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Prophesy!
The intentions of God, that these dry bones might live, are not beyond our vision. We can see how the world might be, flesh and sinew knit together, if we lived on the breath of God, seeing God’s Spirit in the inhalation, the exhalation of every human being made in God’s image. Continue reading
The dry bones
They must have been famished,that bunch of bones shrugged together,flesh and sinew awaiting breath.How long had they been fasting in the dust? They were surely parched;their skin must have sagged,their steps dragged – how manycalories does resurrection burn, anyway? Did … Continue reading
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The question of Lazarus
“Tell me, mortal,
can these dry bones live?”
Lazarus, coughing and blinking
replies, or would
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Year A Lent 5: Lazarus and other resurrections
Of course, they all would ask him about it, after the event. What was it like, being dead? Lazarus would tell them, “I don’t know what I can say to you about that. I can tell you what it was … Continue reading
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Tagged Ezekiel 37:1-14, grave clothes, Jesus, John 11:1-45, Lazarus, miracle, Resurrection, Valley of Dry Bones
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Dry Bones
I cried so long my very bones were dry; I couldn’t raise my head, lay loose-limbed, sunken. I heard a voice cry, “Prophesy!” My body jumped, of its own volition, to attention, knocking the stale breath out of me with … Continue reading
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Tagged Ezekiel 37:1-14, Valley of Dry Bones
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Hallowe’en
The day before, the bones scatter on the valley floor, helped by the clean-up vulture crew, laid out to dry in the sun. There is a photograph hanging of the witch of Endor, grotesque in its details, she is all … Continue reading
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