A Prodigal Daughter, Living in the Valley of Dry Bones.
That is who I was, though like Peter, I would swear the utterance of denial would never pass between my lips.
I denied Him who loved me most. I bowed down to false gods. I ran away.
Did the Lord spare me His wrath? No. I was righteous in my own eyes, rather than His. I did what was right in my own eyes, rather than looking into the eyes of the One who created me. I was boastful + proud, rather than humble + submissive. I justified my actions + my sin. I blamed it on others, who are truly just like me; we are all in need of a Savior + there is only one.
In a mighty way my Father rescued me. I am no longer an orphan, but He calls me Daughter. I am no longer a widow, as I am His bride. Jesus met me at His sacred altar. He showed me His glory + taught me how to love.
Let His name be magnified, His majesty revealed. He makes his revelations known to those who will meekly seek Him + call Him by name.
He wants to rescue you too. He wants to break the bondage that holds you in your pain. He wants to deliver you from yourself. He wants to lead you out of Egypt.
Ezekiel 37: The Valley of Dry Bones [emphasis my own]
37 The hand of the Lord was on 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. 2 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. 3 He asked me, “Son of man, can these bones live?”
I said, “Sovereign Lord, you alone know.”
4 Then he said to me, “Prophesy to these bones and say to them, ‘Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! 5 This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath[a] enter you, and you will come to life. 6 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.’”
7 So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I was prophesying, there was a noise, a rattling sound, and the bones came together, bone to bone. 8 I looked, and tendons and flesh appeared on them and skin covered them, but there was no breath in them.
9 Then he said to me, “Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to it, ‘This is what the Sovereign Lord says: Come, breath, from the four winds and breathe into these slain, that they may live.’” 10 So I prophesied as he commanded me, and breath entered them; they came to life and stood up on their feet—a vast army.
11 Then he said to me: “Son of man, these bones are the people of Israel. They say, ‘Our bones are dried up and our hope is gone; we are cut off.’ 12 Therefore prophesy and say to them: ‘This is what the Sovereign Lord says: My people, I am going to open your graves and bring you up from them; I will bring you back to the land of Israel.13 Then you, my people, will know that I am the Lord, when I open your graves and bring you up from them. 14 I will put my Spirit in you and you will live, and I will settle you in your own land. Then you will know that I the Lord have spoken, and I have done it, declares the Lord.’”
Selah. As Ezekiel did, I pray for the wisdom to deliver the same words His Spirit spoke into my own dry bones.