Out of the Tomb
The Fifth Sunday of Lent always feels like standing at the edge of something. Easter is near—but not yet. Light is coming—but for now, we are still walking through shadow. Today’s readings take us into three places of death: a valley of dry bones, a mind set on death, and a sealed tomb. This is not easy or comfortable faith. This is God stepping directly into death—and speaking. When Hope Feels Gone In Ezekiel, the prophet is carried into a valley filled with bones. Not just bones—but very dry bones. These are not recent losses. These are long gone. Forgotten. Without hope. And the people say: “Our bones are dried up, and our hope is lost.” That line feels real. Because we all know moments like that: when prayer feels empty when faith feels distant when something inside us feels worn down or gone Then God asks a question that almost feels impossible: “Can these bones live?” Ezekiel answers honestly: “Lord, you know.” And maybe that is where faith begins—not with certainty, ...