The Valley of Dry Bones
The hand of the Lord came upon me, and he brought me out by the spirit of the Lord and set me down in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones. He led me all round them; there were very many lying in the valley, and they were very dry. He said to me, ‘Mortal, can these bones live?’ I answered, ‘O Lord God, you know.’ Then he said to me, ‘Prophesy to these bones, and say to them: O dry bones, hear the word of the Lord.
Reflection by Duke Yaguchi
Different people have different views of the trilogy. Some think they are all one of the
same. Different facets perhaps, but the one and only God. I think of them as three
separate entities. God, Son and Holy Spirit. I think of the Holy Spirit as some wispy,
blowing wind that physically comes over me, touches me. Sometimes cooling me. Some
times knocking me over. But always informing me of God's existence.
In this scripture, I see "the hand of the Lord" and "the spirit of the Lord" as the Holy
Spirit moving Ezekiel and instructing him to speak to the dry bones in the valley.
Why would the Holy Spirit do this? Maybe we can talk to the dead? I sometimes do so. I
talk to my Mom and Dad. Sometimes together, but mostly one at a time. Often, I just say
hi, to let them know I'm thinking of them. If they can hear me, I think that would please
them. I hope that they are enjoying each other’s company in heaven. I hope they have
given up on their bickering and button pushing. There's a saying that families know how
to push our buttons, because they are the ones that installed them. I know that due to her dementia, Mom lost track of all of the buttons she installed on me. Maybe she forgot the ones she installed on Dad as well.
As my children grow older, they have developed a higher reliance on science and a
waning belief in anything related to God. In contrast, as I grow older, I'm developing a
stronger belief in God. I wonder how our relationship changes once we are in heaven.
Away from Earthly worries. Separated from our aching bodies. Are we simply wispy
winds with a heart of love? Or do we still have our brains, capable of thought? Only
God, I'm not in a hurry to die. But I don't fear death either. I'm fascinated about what
everlasting life in heaven may be. Are only believers allowed to feel the Holy Spirit of
eternal life, or are we all given a great surprise when we transition to the great beyond? I
guess that's for You to know, and for me to find out. For all believers and doubters and
non-believers may the peace of heaven enshroud us all. In God's name I pray. Amen.