A Place Called Dry Bones
by Janie Rood
Published: July 10, 2012
The shell of us, the outward covering is how we are seen by others. As with the acorn, the shell must open and expose the fruit to the elements, to the sunshine,rain,storms and calm. The best and worst of us lies within the shell. We all live in A
Place called Dry Bones until we reveal the fruit to others and to ourselves. The shell must endure the winters to reveal the good fruit in spring.