Today I will examine the dry bones of my life (and do so before I examine the dry bones of others). My dry bones come from being apart from God, the spring of life. I cannot make them come alive-only God can. And He desires it.
He asked me, “Son of man, can these bones live?”
I will put breath in you, and you will come to life.
Today I will place my dry bones on God’s altar that He may breathe life into them.
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