Ezekiel 37
The Valley of Dry Bones
The Valley of Dry Bones
1 The hand of the LORD was upon 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, "O Sovereign LORD, you alone know."
I guess this to me, is the equivalent of some kind of Valley ... on a smaller scale. Today on the beach were strewn for 20-30 feet, hundreds of tiny shells. This is pretty unusual for our beach. I've lived here a year and almost 1/2 and haven't seen anything like this. It makes me marvel and the complexity of life, and death. From the surface the ocean seems so void of life ... just miles of water, waves, if you're lucky one day a dolphin or two. And there are shells, but usually so interspersed and beaten down that your mind pictures nothing but a void of sand for miles.
These oceanic graveyards remind me that there is life teaming under the surface of the blue. Thousands of these empty tombs tell me so.
These oceanic graveyards remind me that there is life teaming under the surface of the blue. Thousands of these empty tombs tell me so.
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