Sunday, November 26, 2023

Dear God,

For 36 days I have been immersed in Ezekiel scripture readings.  With all the woes, condemnation and violence, all I wanted to get to was the valley of dry bones.  Today I read the 37th chapter.  The miraculous story of the bones coming back together with flesh and spirit not only uplifts but hails your miracle work and extraordinary love!

In some ways our nation right now is like a valley of dry bones that has not yet come together.  And why should you do it?  Our practices, beliefs and behaviors have all called for death, death of our compassion, death of our understanding and death of our love for neighbor.  We have estranged ourselves from all the gifts of your spirit.  We have chosen our own way.  We have shoved away those we do not like.  We have hurt, injured so many by our words and ways.  Will our dead bones ever return to one another?

We are broken,

O God,

we have

tossed aside

your goodness

and mercy

and particularly

your will.

Forgive us,

I pray.

We are

not worthy

of any grace;

yet, we

are desperate

for change

and conversion.

Help us,

Loving Father,

help us please.

Yours, Andrea