Man (in) a Tee
I have been reading the Psalms lately–and they are wondrous. You see, in the Psalms are some of the most unfiltered prayers and cries to the Lord ever recorded. And this has been so freeing for me.
At the beginning of the year I decided to follow up my study of suffering with the study of emotions. And what better way than to dive into the Psalms where some of the most beautiful yet raw emotions are spoken in prayer?
One of my favorite psalms is found in chapter 51, but I’ll save that for another blog post. But a word that has been standing out to me recently in the psalms is the word bones. My adventure to find why it is such an important picture in the psalms led me to Ezekiel, specifically chapter 37.
The hand of the Lord was upon me, and he brought me out in the Spirit of the Lord and set me down in the middle of the valley; it was full of bones. And he led me around among them, and behold, there were very many on the surface of the valley, and behold, they were very dry. And he said to me, “Son of man, can these bones live?” And I answered, “O Lord God, you know.” Then he said to me, “Prophesy over these bones, and say to them, O dry bones, hear the word of the Lord. Thus says the Lord God to these bones: Behold, I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live. And I will lay sinews upon you, and will cause flesh to come upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and you shall live, and you shall know that I am the Lord.” (Ezek. 37: 1– 6)
Today our sister campus hosted an hour-long prayer service, the first of 10. We worshiped and praised God in different languages, prayed over each other and the lost in our lives, and over the church as a whole. It was great, but I do regret one thing–not sharing the above scripture and prayer of my soul with the people at the service. So I thought I’d share it here, better late than not at all:
Gracious heavenly Father, I’ve always prayed that I’d get to experience one significant revival before you choose to take me to the revival o all revivals, heaven itself. I renew that prayer today and I’m going to be quite specific.
For the glory of Jesus alone, I ask you to demonstrate the truth, beauty, and power of the gospel by pouring out the Holy Spirit on our church family in a most tangible and transforming way. My hope is in knowing that you are a far more generous God than we are a desperate people, and we are desperate. We need what you alone can give Father. Mae yourself unmistakably known as the Lord in our midst.
Prophesy the gospel to our dry, scattered bones. Drench our drought with the dew of heaven. Breathe your life-giving breath into our empty lungs. Reattach brothers and sisters to one another as one body, for we are in great relational distress. The only “skin” we need is the covering you’ve already given us–the righteousness of Jesus. May our glorious standing in grace humble us, quiet our racing hearts, bridle our wagging tongues, and send us to our faces before you, prostrate and repentant.
You are a God who gives grace to the humble, but also one who resist and knows the proud from afar. Have mercy on us; have mercy on me. I cannot imagine a better story to be a part of than for our repentance and transformation to become far more notorious than our sin and brokenness. Spirit of the living God, fall afresh on us. I pray in Jesus’ merciful and mighty name. Amen.