When Your Faith Feels Dry: God Spoke Over Dry Bones

This is a word for your dry bones season.

I want to speak to you honestly today. Not from a polished pulpit, but from one spirit to another.

There are seasons when everything inside you feels quiet. Not peaceful-quiet. Empty-quiet. The fire that once burned feels like ash. The faith that came so easily now feels like effort. You show up. You read the Word. You pray the prayers. But somewhere deep inside you are asking the question you are almost afraid to say out loud: God, are You still there? Because I cannot feel anything right now.

I know that place personally. I lived there for two years. Not because God had left, but because something in me needed to be rebuilt from the ground up. And when He finally nudged me to come back and share again, the very first passage He brought me to was Ezekiel 37.

That was not a coincidence. That was a message.

And I believe it is a message for you too.

What Ezekiel Found in the Dry Bones Valley

Ezekiel did not ask to be taken to the valley. God carried him there by the Spirit and set him down in the middle of it. And what he found was not a battlefield mid-fight. It was a battlefield long finished. Bones bleached white by the sun. Scattered. Dry. Every natural sign pointing to one conclusion: this is permanent.

And then God asked him the question that has echoed through every dry season since: Can these bones live?

Ezekiel gave the only honest answer he had. He said, Lord, You know.

He did not pretend. He did not manufacture faith he did not have. He stood in the middle of what looked impossible and admitted he did not know the answer. And God did not rebuke him for that. God gave him an instruction.

Prophesy to these bones.

Not fix them. Not understand them. Not wait until you feel ready. Just open your mouth and speak.

What the Dry Season Is Actually Doing

Before we get to the prophesying, I want to stay here for a moment. Because I think many of us rush past the valley to get to the miracle and we miss what God is doing in the dry place itself.

Dry seasons feel like abandonment. They feel like failure. They feel like evidence that something is wrong with you or that God has moved on. But here is what I have come to understand: the valley is not a punishment. It is a preparation.

The bones in Ezekiel 37 had to be completely dry before God could build something new. There was nothing left of the old life. No remnant of what had been. Just bone. Just the most basic, fundamental structure. And it was exactly there, in that stripped-back, nothing-left place, that God chose to do His greatest work.

Your dry season is not evidence that God has forgotten you. It is evidence that He is doing something deep. Something that cannot be rushed. Something that required the quiet.

You are not behind. You are being prepared.

The Moment Everything Changed

So Ezekiel opened his mouth. He prophesied to the bones as God had told him.

And the valley became noisy.

A rattling sound. Bone finding bone. Sinew appearing. Flesh covering what had been bare. And then God said: prophesy to the breath. Call the four winds. And breath entered the bodies and they stood up.

Not one or two. A vast army.

What I want you to see is this: nothing changed in the valley until Ezekiel spoke. The potential was always there. God’s intention was always restoration. But the moment of transformation was connected to the moment of declaration. The word released the miracle.

And Ezekiel was not a perfect man standing on a mountain of faith. He was a man standing in the middle of impossibility, choosing to open his mouth and partner with God anyway.

That is all God is asking of you.

Your Voice Is Part of This

I want to be careful here because I do not want this to sound like a formula. Speak the right words and get the right results. That is not what I mean and it is not what Scripture teaches.

What I mean is this: there is something powerful and intentional about the human voice aligned with the Word of God. From the very beginning, God spoke and things came into being. And He made you in His image. Your words are not empty sounds. When you speak what God has said, in faith, even small, trembling, not-sure-if-I-believe-this faith, something moves in the invisible realm.

You do not have to feel it to say it. Ezekiel did not feel the bones rise while he was speaking. He just kept speaking.

So speak over your marriage when it feels cold. Speak over your health when the report is frightening. Speak over your children when you cannot see which way they are going. Speak over the calling that feels dormant and the dream that feels buried. Speak over your finances and your ministry and the thing you have been believing for so long you are almost embarrassed to still believe for it.

Speak life. Even when life is the last thing you can see.

What Happens When You Begin

Here is what I have seen happen, in my own life and in the lives of people I have walked with: the speaking itself changes something in you first.

Before the external situation shifts, something shifts internally. A tiredness lifts. A heaviness loosens. The act of opening your mouth in faith, of choosing the Word of God over the voice of the circumstance, repositions your spirit in a way that nothing else quite does.

And then, gradually, you begin to notice things. A door that opens. A conversation that comes out of nowhere. A peace that settles over something that was tormenting you. A sense of God moving that you had almost stopped looking for.

The dry bones do not all rise at once. There is a rattling first. A coming together. A process. But it begins with the word.

You Are Not Doing This Alone

One more thing about Ezekiel 37 that I do not want you to miss.

The bones that came to life did not rise as individuals. They rose as an army. Together.

Whatever dry season you have been walking through, you have not been walking through it alone. Around you, unseen, others have been in their own valleys. Others have been holding the same silent question. Others have been going through the same motions, feeling the same quiet, doing their best to believe when everything inside them said it was pointless.

And God is calling all of you to rise together.

Your declaration of faith does not just affect your life. It joins a sound that is rising across the body of Christ in this season. A rattling. A coming together. Something being rebuilt from the bones up.

Do not hold back your voice because you think it is too small or too late or too uncertain. The army rises one voice at a time.

A Final Word to You

Friend, I do not know exactly what your dry season has looked like. I do not know how long you have been in it or how tired you are of waiting or how many times you have tried to believe and felt nothing shift.

But I know what God said to a valley of dry bones. And I know He is the same God today.

He is not asking you to feel it before you say it. He is not asking you to have it all figured out. He is simply asking you to open your mouth and partner with Him.

Prophesy to your bones. Speak to what looks dead. Declare what He has said over what you can see.

The rattling is coming. The army is rising. And it starts with you.

With love and faith for your next season,

Haly

Before You Go

Sit with this for a moment before you close the page.

Is there one area of your life that has felt like a dry valley for a long time? A relationship, a dream, a calling, a promise, a part of yourself you thought was gone?

What would it look like today to stop staring at the bones and speak life over them instead?

Leave a comment below. I would love to hear what God is saying to you in this season. Your word might be exactly what someone else needs to read today.