If the words that we think and speak have that kind of impact upon ourselves and upon others, how much more powerful is the Word of God, which does not return to Him void but accomplishes what He sent it to do (Isaiah 55:11)? God’s Word is the ultimate source of life and death. Thankfully, because of His grace, God chooses to speak living words and to delay his killing ones until Judgement Day, when he will declare to the unbelieving, “Depart from me…I never knew you.” Now, however, His voice proclaims hope, salvation, restoration, recovery, and healing. In fact, the vocal authority that flung the universe into existence and suspends galaxies with the vibrating threads of sound, rests upon our tongues when we speak what God speaks. The most life-giving words we can utter are God’s words.
In Ezekiel 37, God took Ezekiel in the Spirit to a valley of dry bones. God told Ezekiel what to say, and following God’s instructions, Ezekiel commanded the scattered bones to reconnect and regrow sinew, muscles, and tissue. Then, he spoke to the four winds and called for the breath of God to come breathe life into the re-membered bodies. Like Adam on the sixth day of creation, man was formed and became a living soul as flesh inhaled the quickening word of life. From the skeletal remains, a mighty army arose, standing before Ezekiel to represent restoration of the whole house of Israel.
Like the divided kingdoms of Judah and Israel, the family of God has been fractured and fragmented. Many who once stood have fallen. Others never rose in the first place. Perhaps it was words that made it thus. Hurtful comments, pitiful preaching, self-doubt, the voice of repeated mistakes. Or maybe it was death words covered in a luminescent façade. “Someday.” “I’m a good person.” “I can handle it.” “I’m living it up!” Somewhere along the way, the whispered lies of the enemy became believable truth. Like withering plants and cowering pets, hearts were negatively influenced by their word environment. Regardless of the place of the puncture wound, somewhere, a poisoned dart of Satan killed the spirit. Slowly, it decomposed and dismembered. It was scattered from The Body. Death declared, “It’s hopeless.” As long as there is a voice of God, however, His Word can trump any lie of the enemy…and the destructive power of that lie.
God still speaks His creative, powerful word. Sometimes, He uses our mortal lips to do it. We are, after all, of the same flesh as Ezekiel. Through prayer, we can go into the valley of death and stand among the broken and hopeless. We can speak God’s Word to the lifeless, part of the whole family of God. Through us, His Spirit can reconnect those severed from His Body and re-member those he wants so much to save. When His words become our words, the breath of God can blow from all directions until there are full restoration, healing, and revival. With that same powerful word, we can speak over our own unresponsive hearts, our deteriorating dreams, and given-in-given-up-given-out attitudes until what He has spoken prevails. We internalize it, and it breathes life. Beneath the power of God’s Word, there are no dead situations. No impossibilities. No too-late circumstances. No partial family reunion. Only a mighty army. A great victory God said could be…and therefore shall be.
Tip/Tidbit: Never underestimate the power of your words, especially when you proclaim God’s promises and stand in the gap for others through intercessory prayer.
To read more about having a right perspective check out these resources: Truth or Lie and the children’s book, The Can’s Can.
To read about a woman who prayed Ezekiel kind of prayers, check out my latest book, Faith Walker.