I love hearing about how God took dead people and breathed life into them. Chantal's story (by clicking on the link above) will not dissappoint you. I am especially intrigued when people sow the seed bountifully while setting themselves on fire, like the sidewalk preacher in Chantal's story.
About that same time, my sister, Deb emailed me. Deb, for me was like a goddess when I was growing up. Everything she did, I thought was the thing to do. She was the perfection of the American Teenager. I loved her hair, her glasses, the way she sucked her thumb and put ketchup on everything... She was the cat's meow! I am still sentimental about her, and wish that we were closer than just an occasional email.
She wanted to know how things were going in my life. I emailed back some little things, and told her about my blog. She told me that she thought I was brave, because of the journey of self-discovery I was making.
I thought maybe Deb didn't know even a little of who I was and where I have been, so, inspired by Chantal's bravery, I decided to post my story. (Glen asked me to leave his chapter out, which drastically decreases the narative.)
It is not for the lightly curious, and it will definitely knock me off any pedistal I may be tottering on. I was not brave enough to be completely thorough, it was too painful, and much of my story is not for the fainthearted or the gentile reader. (here's how brave I am: I wrote it on Thanksgiving day and posted it on January 28 so that it would be buried) You are welcome tor ead it, and if there is an area where I may give details that would help on your walk, or where you, as my friend or sister may know me deeper still, I would be happy to privately continue.
It is a story of dry bones brought to life.
1 The hand of the LORD was upon me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the LORD and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones. 2 He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry. 3 He asked me, "Son of man, can these bones live?"
I said, "O Sovereign LORD, you alone know."
4 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 enter you, and you will come to life. 6 I will attach tendons to you and make flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the LORD.' "
7 So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I was prophesying, there was a noise, a rattling sound, and the bones came together, bone to bone. 8 I looked, and tendons and flesh appeared on them and skin covered them, but there was no breath in them.
9 Then he said to me, "Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to it, 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe into these slain, that they may live.' " 10 So I prophesied as he commanded me, and breath entered them; they came to life and stood up on their feet—a vast army.