Who would have thought that a simple question “What do you dream about?” would bring me back to this place?
In the Dream of You, Jo talks about Ezekiel and the Valley of Dry Bones. She wrote, “The Spirit of God led Ezekiel up and down the vast expanse of the valley… he was confronted with the extent of his devastating loss.
“God led Ezekiel back and forth along the valley floor, uncovering everything, making sure everything had been stripped away.”
The valley is scary, frightening, and hard. No one wants to go there, yet the Spirit of God is calling you and me to go there. I’m holding on at the edge, clinging for dear life, terrified to take another step because I don’t want to go over those bones, I don’t want to confront anything. I don’t want to relive the excruciating pain and loss.
I am afraid to dream. This is the first time I’ve realized this. I am afraid to write things down or say them out loud because it might lead me to a scary place, or I might encounter failure, rejection, or disappointment.
After a major disappointment some years ago, I shut down. I didn’t dare dream again, I had to protect myself.
So here I am again, I find myself once again on the edge, looking down into a valley filled with dead, dry dreams. There’s silence. I don’t know what to think. I’m barely breathing, I feel my chest constricting and that old familiar pain and pressure squeeze the base of my neck. I fight to stifle the emotions that are racing up inside me.
Why am I back at this place? Why do I need to revisit these old, lifeless dreams of a little village girl? It’s easier to pretend that these dreams never existed. Can these dreams ever live?
“Then he said to me, “Prophesy to these bones and say to them, ‘Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! 5 This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath[a] enter you, and you will come to life.”Ezekiel 37:4-5
It’s interesting that the Lord didn’t give the command Himself, He told Ezekiel to prophesy, speak to these dry bones. I know the same is required of me, God has already given the command but I need to open my mouth and speak. “Dry dreams, hear the word of the Lord, you will come to life!”
The Spirit of God wants to breathe new life, to make these dreams live again. It’s not just me that will be impacted but those around me too. I know I can’t keep avoiding this place. I can’t keep avoiding Him. I can’t remain silent. These dreams must live.