Day 39 Saturday

God, some days feel like dead bone days. Like Ezekiel in the desert, I’m not sure these bones can live (Ezekiel 37). Like Ezekiel in the desert, I’m not sure anything good can come from this day. When those days come, remind me that you are a God who breathes life into dust. May I rest in that promise. Amen.

Prayer by Rev. Sarah Speed | @sanctifiedart