Thursday
06-18-2026
By: Brenda
Sometimes I go through my old studies and feel this is a study that needs to be repeated. This is one of those studys.
Because some of us are still standing in a valley. We are still staring at something that looks dead, and God wants to breathe fresh life into a place we stopped believing for.
Dry bones do not just represent hopeless situations.They represent places in us where hope has quietly dried out.
Places like:
the part of us that used to dream, the part of us that used to pray boldly, the part of us that used to believe God could do anything, the part of us that used to feel spiritually alive, the part of us that used to expect miracles.
Sometimes the bones are not “out there.”
Sometimes the bones are in us.
So God brings us back to this passage because He wants to ask again:
“Can these bones live?”
Not because He doubts.
But because He wants to awaken our faith again.
“Dry Bones”
Ezekiel 37:1–14
There are moments in life when all we see is death. Not physical death, but the death of things we once hoped for.
Dreams that dried up. Relationships that crumbled. Faith that feels thin, and situations that look beyond repair.
Ezekiel knew that feeling.
And God led him into a valley.
Not a battlefield with fresh wounds, but a graveyard of long‑forgotten losses.
Bones everywhere. Dry bones.
Very dry bones. Not “recent pain.”
Not “maybe it can still be fixed.”
This was the kind of dead that looks final.
And God asks Ezekiel a question that confronts every believer who has ever stared at something hopeless:
“Son of man, can these bones live?
”God was not asking for Ezekiel’s opinion.
He was confronting Ezekiel’s vision.
Most people only see what died.
But God wanted Ezekiel to see what He could resurrect.
Ezekiel was not asked to analyze the bones. He was not asked to mourn them.
He was not asked to explain how they got there.
God said:
“Prophesy to these bones.”
Speak life. Speak truth. Speak what Heaven says, not what the valley says.
When Ezekiel obeyed, something supernatural happened. The bones rattled.
They came together. Breath entered them.
And what was once hopeless stood up as a mighty army.
This is the pattern of God:
He waits for us to stop agreeing with death
and start agreeing with Him.
We replay the loss. We rehearse the disappointment. We analyze the damage.
We convince ourselves nothing can change. And slowly, hopelessness starts sounding reasonable.
But hopelessness is not humility.
Hopelessness is not wisdom.
Hopelessness is not realism.
Hopelessness is agreement with the valley instead of agreement with God.
God never told Ezekiel to camp in the valley and mourn forever.
He told him to open his mouth.
Some things in our lives may look dead:
a calling, a relationship, a dream, our confidence, our spiritual fire, our joy, our purpose.
But God is still asking the same question:
“Can these bones live?”
Not because He does not know the answer.
But because He wants to know what we believe.
If God can raise a valley full of dry bones,
He can breathe life into:
a heart that feels numb, a marriage that feels cold, a calling that feels forgotten, a dream that feels impossible, a soul that feels tired, and a situation that feels beyond repair.
Dry bones are not a verdict.
They are an invitation to speak life.
To believe again. To prophesy again.
And to hope again.
Ezekiel did not feel life. He did not see life.
He did not sense life. But he spoke life.
And that is the shift God is calling us into:
Stop describing the valley. Stop rehearsing the loss. Stop agreeing with the dryness.
And…
Start prophesying. Speak to the bones.
Speak to the wind. Speak to the places that feel empty. Speak to the situations that feel impossible. And speak to the parts of our heart that feels tired.
Because God is not asking us to feel resurrection. He is asking us to declare it.
Oh, how God loves us ❤️
Dear Father in heaven,
Teach us to see beyond what looks dead.
Help us stop agreeing with hopelessness and start agreeing with Your Word.
Where we see dry bones, help us speak life.
Where we see loss, help us see Your power to restore.
Where we feel empty, breathe Your Spirit into us again.
Revive every place in our heart that has grown cold or tired.
Raise up what has fallen.
Heal what has broken.
Restore what has been scattered.
And make us bold enough to prophesy life over every valley in our world.
In Your Son’spreciousname, Amen.
Have a blessed day
God loves you ❤️
and so do I ❤️