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Prayer of Dry Bones

May the words of my mouth

and the meditation of my heart

be pleasing in your sight, LORD,

my Rock and my Redeemer.

 

Good Morning Beloved

 

It is good to be among you this morning.

 

Let us pray….

 

Gracious Lord

 

As we sojourn the pathways of life

You have brought us to the places

Of ecstatic splendorous peaks

 

You have blessed us with resounding joys

You have filled us with good things

The grace of your unconditional love

Is made manifest in the abundant life

you have promised to all your children

We bless you Lord for your provision

And your unfailing unrequited love

 

You have also humbled us Lord

With times of perplexing trial,

deep sorrows and pointed loss

 

Our earthly journey

has led us to places

of dread, devastation

sickness and pending death

 

Our plans and aspirations

Have turned to dust

Our eyes fill with tears

 

Our crestfallen hearts

have hardened

We fail to receive the

balm of love

 

We have been routed

We have lost the battle

We have been conquered

by separation, sin and despair

 

The spirit of life

Has evaporated

From our bodies

 

All that remains

Are dry bones

 

Scattered in the

valley of death

 

hidden by the shadows

In the nadir of our lives

 

Yet your abiding love

remains the

strong Present Helper

calling us to your light

 

May we rise from our

Afflictions as Lazarus

did when called by his

beloved friend Jesus

 

May your grace anoint

Our ears with the sound of

The Great Resurrectors voice

 

May you stir our hearts

With the wisdom of your will

 

May you bless our lips

With the grace of prophecy

 

That we may

Prophesy to the broken

And brittle bones of our lives

 

Prophecy to the bones

so they may be joined

With sinew and flesh again

 

May your words

Become flesh

 

May we walk again

In the land of the living

And rejoin the beloved

At the table of

Your abundant grace

 

In The Good Deliver's Name

We pray...

 

Selah

 

Music:

Eric Dolphy, Come Sunday

 

Readings,

Ezekiel 37 The Valley of Dry Bones,

John 11, The Death of Lazarus

 

Prayer of the Dry Bones

Faith Lutheran Church

Lavallette NJ

4th Sunday in Lent

4/2/17

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james-bradley-mccallum
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Apr 6, 2017
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Lenten Prayer, Valley of Dry Bones, Raising of Lazarus

delivered 4th Sunday in Lent

Faith Lutheran Church

Lavallette, NY

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