Dry Bones

My beloved Jesus ... you know how I felt lately ... you know my burdens ... and you know that only You can alleviate ... know how I yearn to find peace, that peace that can only be found in your arms ... however, the more you will desire and seek ... more it seems that I go away from you ... Lord, how I need you! ... how!

So today, when I read the scriptures, I felt that the words of Ezekiel were also for me ... like the people of Israel into exile, I'm dry my bones ... I also feel that hope fades ... and that is just faith ... but after reading this reading, I understand that nothing is impossible for You ... You are the master of everything ... and that before the breath of your Spirit, even the driest of the heart can be reborn and life ...

The hand of Yahweh was on me, and his spirit, the Lord took me and put me in the middle of the plain, which was full of bones. I did go through them in all directions. The bones were so numerous on the floor of the valley, and were completely dry.
He said:
- "Son of man, can these bones live?"
I said:
- "Lord God, you know."
Then he said:
- "Prophesy to these bones. Tell them, 'Dry bones, hear the word of Yahweh. Thus says the Lord God to these bones: Behold, I will do enter into you, and live. Cover you with nerves, I'll grow on you the meat, cover you with skin, I will put spirit and live, and know that I am Yahweh. "
So I prophesied as he commanded me, and as I prophesied there was a noise. There was a shudder, and the bones came together with one another. I looked and saw they were covered with nerves, flesh and skin are left over stretched, but there was no breath in them.
He said:
- "Prophesy to the breath, prophesy, son of man. Say to the spirit: Thus says the Lord God: Come, spirit, from the four winds, and breathe upon these slain, that they live. "
So I prophesied as he commanded me, and the spirit came into them, revived and stood upon their feet was a huge, huge army.
Then he said:
- "Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel. They are saying: Our bones are dried, our hope is gone, it's over for us. Therefore prophesy. I say, Thus says the Lord God: Behold I will open your graves, raise you from your graves, my people, and bring you back to the land of Israel. Know that I am the Lord when I open your graves and bring you out of your graves, my people. I will put my spirit within you and live, you establish in your own land, and know that I, Yahweh, I say and do, says the Lord. "

Ezekiel 37, 1-14

O Lord my God ... I pray tonight that breathes new life into the dry bones of my soul and my heart ... your Spirit blows me ... your Spirit that restores and renews ... encouraging ... that lifts and encourages and strengthens ... you me a new creature ...

My sweet Jesus ... I do not deserve even you to notice me ... much less ask you this ... but I bow before Thee with confidence ... knowing that your mercy is greater than my misery ... and that your love is stronger than my ingratitude ... so, my Lord, not only ask your favor and grace, but I implore you to grant me a meek and humble heart like yours ... a patient soul, generous and submissive, as your Mother Mary ... and unmerited privilege counted among the smallest and most insignificant of Thy servants ...

I promise, my Lord ... put it in my power, holding on tightly to your grace, offend no more and never stray from your side ... Amen.