The dry bones

When God does things, He does them all the way. When He blesses you, He bless you beyond ability. God revealed something to me today, and it was such a blessing to me, that even when I tried to say something about it, I couldn't. I just kept stammering about it like a gibbering monkey.
I'll do my best to explain it. I was reading this passage in my devotions lately, and it really stuck out to me.
Ezekiel 37 1The hand of the LORD was upon me, and carried me out in the spirit of the LORD, and set me down in the midst of the valley which was full of bones, 2And caused me to pass by them round about: and, behold, there were very many in the open valley; and, lo, they were very dry. 3And he said unto me, Son of man, can these bones live? And I answered, O Lord GOD, thou knowest. 4Again he said unto me, Prophesy upon these bones, and say unto them, O ye dry bones, hear the word of the LORD. 5Thus saith the Lord GOD unto these bones; Behold, I will cause breath to enter into you, and ye shall live: 6And I will lay sinews upon you, and will bring up flesh upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and ye shall live; and ye shall know that I am the LORD. 7So I prophesied as I was commanded: and as I prophesied, there was a noise, and behold a shaking, and the bones came together, bone to his bone. 8And when I beheld, lo, the sinews and the flesh came up upon them, and the skin covered them above: but there was no breath in them. 9Then said he unto me, Prophesy unto the wind, prophesy, son of man, and say to the wind, Thus saith the Lord GOD; Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe upon these slain, that they may live. 10So I prophesied as he commanded me, and the breath came into them, and they lived, and stood up upon their feet, an exceeding great army.
Ezekiel is taken to a pit of bones, very dry bones that have been dead for a long time. He's standing at a graveyard, basically. (Graveyard is an important word here)



The other day, I was reading up on the history of missionary work and such in Spain. I directly read that, "Spain has been seen as a graveyard for foreign missionaries"

I'll admit that I was slightly nervous at first, and kind of discouraged. How can I, a simple man, go to a graveyard for missionaries, and have any kind of success? What makes me different than anyone else?

This morning, God revealed something to me. If Ezekiel can be used to bring a literal graveyard to life, why can't God use me to bring the spiritual graveyard to life? Why am I any different than Ezekiel? He was a man, and so am I. God used him, why can't he use me? Why can't I be a part of Spain's first spiritual awakening to God's word and true power? There's nothing stopping me! The same God who used a man to bring bones to life can use me to spread His word overseas to the Spanish people. But not just overseas! In Atlanta, or Maryland, China, Peru, Africa, Australia, Mexico or anywhere, God can use me. I feel blessed that God would even want to use me, but to use me in such a way is even more amazing than my tongue can tell.

It's just very encouraging when God reveals things like this, or at least it is to me. Maybe it only makes sense in my brain, but even if that's the only place, then I'm grateful for that.

God is amazing.