Thursday 25 April 2013

Bones

Scattered.
Dry, broken bones.
No life.
No hope.
Disregarded.
Neglected.
No use.
Remnants of a life now dead.

Breath.
Blowing, gently at first, through the bones.
More violently now.
Breath with power.
Breath with purpose.
Breath that creates change.
Breath that brings hope.
Restoring breath.
Life-giving breath.

Promise.
Dry bones knit with tendons.
Bones become legs.
Bones become arms.
Fresh breath transforms.
Bones have life.
Bones have hope.
Bones become an army.

A vast army.
Fuelled by the creative breath.
Ready for battle.
Hope.
Purpose.
Noticeable.
Recognisable.
An army revolutionised by the breath.


Taken from Ezekiel 37.

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