Can these Bones Live?

Posted by Christa Compton on October 12, 2024

It’s hard to believe that we’re already dealing with the destruction from another hurricane. We’re still contending with the damage wrought by Helene, and along comes Milton with more winds and waves and chaos. In the days following Helene, retired Sewanee professor Gerald Smith shared a poem online. The poem is inspired by a story from Ezekiel 37 in which God shows the prophet a valley of bones and commands Ezekiel to preach a word of life to the bones. As Ezekiel preaches to the bones, they develop sinews and flesh and are suddenly filled with breath and new life. (Yep, it sounds weird. But doesn’t God’s resurrection power always sound a bit strange?) With that story in mind, Smith writes:

Bones
And behold, the Lord set me down
In a flooded valley in the mountains
And all I could see was ruin in every place
Mountains had fallen, land washed away
Houses, barns, roads, schools, people gone
Wrecks of cars, bones of buildings
A sweet world turned to rubble
As if the waters of life became curse
Shrieking in the night taking all before them
Tree from tree, limb from limb, life from life
Until it seemed the whole world was desolation
And I stood with my people and wept
Heard the cries of loss, sorrow, and lamentation
Then the word of the Lord came to me
And said, O Man, can these bones live?
Will this land be healed
Will the waters run clear and quiet again
Will children laugh and old folks smile
Will towns come again
The young people work, sing, and dance?
I said unto the Lord, Thou knowest.
And in the ruined valleys of the creek bottoms
I heard a roar of trucks and tractors,
Sirens and helicopters
The sweet, sweet sound of chainsaws
And I saw the Spirit of the Lord
Moving over this wasteland, calling
And I saw hand in hand, arm in arm
Tear for tear, shoulder to shoulder
Family and friend, neighbor and stranger
Clearing a path in the wilderness
Rescuing the perishing, feeding the hungry
A vast army of volunteers coming to help
Bearing clothes, food, tents, water
And I said, Lord, Thy people live
Let us go again unto the mountains
Stand on the highest rocks and sing
Glory to you, O Lord,
You have heard our prayers
You have saved your people.

I am grateful for the hope embodied by all of the people who are helping on the ground in the affected regions. In these early days the best thing we can do is offer our financial support through Lutheran Disaster Response, which remains one of the most trustworthy organizations through which to support recovery efforts. You can donate here:

Lutheran Disaster Relief - Hurricane Response

Over time there will be other ways we can help, which we’ll share as we become aware of them.

Thank you for your continued prayers and financial support for those who are suffering in the wake of these storms.

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