{"type":"rich","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Transistor","provider_url":"https://transistor.fm","author_name":"Prayers for the Permanent Collection","title":"Ascension/O Death Where Is Your Sting? | Dry Bones and Rainbows","html":"","width":"100%","height":180,"duration":223,"description":"Ascension, O Death Where is Your Sting\nDry bones and rainbows\n“The hand of the Lord was on me, and he brought me out by his Spirit and set me down in the middle of the valley; it was full of bones. He led me all around them. There were a great many of them on the surface of the valley, and they were very, very dry. Then he said to me, ‘Son of man, can these bones live?’ I replied, ‘Lord God only you know.’ He said to me, ‘Prophesy concerning these bones and say to them: Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord!”Ezekiel 37:1-4\nResurrected Lord, \nDry bones and rainbowsare a seeming paradox,a contradiction of the imagination,a square peg in a round hole. \nHow could rainbows arise from dry bones?Dull and ivory white,too hard for penetrating light.\nDry bones fill valleys of hopelessness,but rainbows announce newness and hope.\nJesus, \nWhere are the prophets?Where are Ezekiel’s heirs,the ones whose souls are prisms of hope?Shine on them so the colors come forth!\nHoly Spirit, \nBlow from the four cornersand summon the prophetsto paint rainbows in war zonesand speak flesh over dry bones.\nAmen.\nPainters arise!Let your soul’s prism bend Lightso the angle’s just rightto paint resurrection lilies amidst weeds of injustice.\nBallerinas on pointe!Skip your Grand Jetés of hope, painting rainbows over ruins,where children skip over grenades hoping for lilies and rainbows.Dance your arabesque to resurrection! \nMusicians come forth! Gather your fiddles and flutes,blow the Spirit's reconciling notesin spaces where only sirens blow.\nPoets, gather your pens!Paint rainbows of hope with words of peace.Speak forgiveness into dry bones,and tendons into tedium.Rhyme the world to resurrection! \nTeachers, have courage!Tell young hearts that math makes rainbows.Divine Light refracted on living water that turns souls into prismspainting the world with hope. \nDoctors, gather your stethoscopes!Listen carefully to hurting heartsto bring healing with skillful hands,and minister presence to the soul’s...","thumbnail_url":"https://img.transistorcdn.com/ecB9oF1Zt1WpqVBmlsCUKi05JtYwosraqr-jnsSGTuM/rs:fill:0:0:1/w:400/h:400/q:60/mb:500000/aHR0cHM6Ly9pbWct/dXBsb2FkLXByb2R1/Y3Rpb24udHJhbnNp/c3Rvci5mbS9iZTlh/OGZmYmIzNjAwN2Iz/OGJhMTEzYTlhYjg1/NWIwZS5qcGc.webp","thumbnail_width":300,"thumbnail_height":300}