by Alyssa Lynn Elliott
We are feeling skeletal these days. The art of dealing out death and ruin has gained such prominence in our minds that we can hardly imagine anything else. We feel like bones, rattling during earthquakes and cracking under the high-noon sun.
At the beginning of Ezekiel’s vision, there are only Bones. Dry Bones scattered in a valley. Bones piled, covering the ground so that there is no soil visible, no life imaginable. Only Bones. Ezekiel’s response to the question, “can these bones live?” is the only one that could have been given: “O Lord God, you know.” Because, he could not know. We cannot know. From where we lie on the ground, collecting and returning to dust, life is unimaginable.
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