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This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life. 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.
- Ezekiel 37:5–6 (NIV)
 
There is a difference between living and being truly alive.
In Ezekiel 37, the bones weren’t just tired or weak—they were dry. Lifeless. Beyond self-repair. And yet, God didn’t start by giving them direction or discipline. He gave them breath. Because without His breath, there is no real life.
I didn’t grow up in church the way many people did. Church attendance was sporadic at best, spread across multiple denominations, and I never really felt like I had a place that was “home.” As I got older, I drifted away completely. Life became heavy and difficult—but I didn’t make the connection that something deeper was missing.
It wasn’t until an accident nearly cost me my life that I began to seek God again. And even then, it took years before I truly learned who He is—that He isn’t just someone we learn about, but Someone we can know. Someone we can have a relationship with.
Looking back, I can see it clearly now. I was living. But I wasn’t alive.
Like the bones in Ezekiel’s vision, I existed without breath. And when God restored my breath—His breath—everything changed. My vision. My hope. My understanding of who He is and who I am in Him. Life didn’t suddenly become perfect, but it became alive.
God still breathes life into dry places. Into weary hearts. Into faith that feels thin or forgotten. And when His breath fills us, we begin to live the way we were always meant to live.
 
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