'Cause everything is Lent!
Yeah, I let Lent slip on in again without starting my Writing to God and I never finished last year. But here I am again, attempting another year of Lenten practice. Better late than never?
The Book: Writing to God by Rachel Hackenberg
Day 1: Caffeine
Read: Ezekiel 37:1-3 (MSG)
God grabbed me. God’s Spirit took me up and set me down in the middle of an open plain strewn with bones. He led me around and among them—a lot of bones! There were bones all over the plain—dry bones, bleached by the sun. He said to me, “Son of man, can these bones live?” I said, “Master God, only you know that.”
My Prayer:
Just because a bone is dry doesn't mean all the flesh is gone.
A clean bone is one thing.
A bone with dried flesh is another.
Gross. Stinky. No hope.
We dry up, God.
But it wasn't a clean dehydration.
We have leftovers,
reminders of what made us dry up in the first place.
Clean us off and pick us up.
Breath new life into us.
Each year we need to be reminded of your dream for us.
The visions you have of what our life could be are beautiful.
Help us see what you see
and grow new flesh
with new promise.
Breath new life into us, Lord,
that we may be hope for others
who have also dried up.
Amen.
The Book: Writing to God by Rachel Hackenberg
Day 1: Caffeine
Read: Ezekiel 37:1-3 (MSG)
God grabbed me. God’s Spirit took me up and set me down in the middle of an open plain strewn with bones. He led me around and among them—a lot of bones! There were bones all over the plain—dry bones, bleached by the sun. He said to me, “Son of man, can these bones live?” I said, “Master God, only you know that.”
My Prayer:
Just because a bone is dry doesn't mean all the flesh is gone.
A clean bone is one thing.
A bone with dried flesh is another.
Gross. Stinky. No hope.
We dry up, God.
But it wasn't a clean dehydration.
We have leftovers,
reminders of what made us dry up in the first place.
Clean us off and pick us up.
Breath new life into us.
Each year we need to be reminded of your dream for us.
The visions you have of what our life could be are beautiful.
Help us see what you see
and grow new flesh
with new promise.
Breath new life into us, Lord,
that we may be hope for others
who have also dried up.
Amen.
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