Here we are, a bunch of individuals grouped together, yet not accomplishing anything. Economic times are tough. Where will the money come from to satisfy our needs? our wants?
A bunch of bones lying in a field. Even when connected, they're not getting the job done.
God says, "I'll put my breath into you and you shall live again."
This Sunday on the Day of Pentecost, church congregations, fearful of their present and for their continued future, will celebrate receiving God's own breath into their midst.
O Lord, lift us from our fear.
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