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2 Kings 4:18-37

Posted on March 31, 2020 by Wick

Why did Gehazi run ahead
When Elisha was on the way?
It seems he’d already left
When he heard the prophet say

“Don’t walk, but run and don’t distract
It’s urgent you obey,
Place my staff on the child’s face!”
And Gehazi did not delay.

And yet, he wasn’t able
To bring the child to life
Even though he obeyed full well
He could not ease their strife

Imagine as he walked away
Seeing Elisha and woman appear
Wondering if they will ask
As they both came near

He confessed, deflatedly
“The child did not wake.”
Elisha still went to his room
And prayed for the child’s’ sake.

The methods of this revival
I’ll never understand.
Warming the boy who sneezed seven times
Was somehow in God’s plan.

But as I read the story
While my own prayers over me tower,
I pray to have Gehazi obedience
With Elisha’s Holy Spirit power.

Posted on March 30, 2020 by Wick

When sickness came into the house
The mistress gave God the blame
Elijah had no desire to
See her bear such pain

He carried the boy up to his room
Perhaps a bit unsure
But certain God would hear his prayer
And know his heart was pure

He knew God was the source of life
And He was up to the task
He also knew that certain things
All you have to do is ask.

It is not a prescription for all ages
Not an equation for us today
It doesn’t mean if you stretch three times
That death will go away.

But within the mysteries of God
There are some things we know
That God is God, and death is not,
And what He says – is so.

God revealed in Jesus,
Told His disciples not to fear-
What can happen to the body,
And so it comes more clear.

The miracle of Elijah
Helping the child to revive
Pales next to God offering everyone
To be made New Creation Alive.

Posted on March 29, 2020 by Wick

A valley of dry bones
The epitome of death
Imagine taking in the scene
How it took away Ezekiel’s breath.

A place of such desolation
No hope of life in sight
Then God began to tell Ezekiel
How to set things right.

“Speak the words I’ve given you:
Be clothed in flesh again.”
How frightening to see bones rise,
And flesh appear on them.

But if the story ended there
It wouldn’t be complete
Just a valley of assembled bones
With skin over their feet.

If you took a picture
It may look like all is fine
But standing in that valley
In the passing of some time

Time allows what really is
To be completely known.
In this case, there was no breath
To bring life to the bones

Don’t be discouraged by dry bones
But just as important is this:
Don’t assume what looks like life
Truly always is.

Invite the Holy Spirit
To examine every part
Not only bones and muscle
But breathe deep into your heart.