March 2014 – From Purity

I was frustrated one day about people not believing in God. He does so many miraculous things all the time, including having in-depth relationships with his people. How is it that people we see every day don’t know him? Why doesn’t the unbelieving guy in the next cubicle know about God healing your aunt, delivering your friend, warning you about the accident so you would go home another way? God showed me that if Christians talk about their relationship with him at all, it is normally only with other believing Christians. Some of us don’t even do that. We don’t talk about him to unbelievers because they wouldn’t understand, or they would think that was strange.

People don’t desire a relationship with God, and don’t even believe he exists because his children don’t talk about him. He told me directly, “Talk about me like I’m real, because I am.” Talk about what God said to you last night. Talk about what he did last week. Talk about what you plan to discuss with him tonight. Be a witness to what he is doing. If he is your father, your best friend, the wonderful God you say he is, then he should be a big part of your life and what you talk about all the time. Talking about him like a real person you see every day will only encourage believers, and witness to unbelievers.

Talk about God as if he is real, because he is!

One night, I had a visions as I was praying. I saw a rushing flow of water coming from God’s hands like a waterfall. His hands were pouring the water out on the earth as they moved to and fro. I realized his hands were coming towards me. I knew I was about to be overwhelmed by this waterfall when he told me to hold my arms away from my body pointing downwards. The water rushed over me and flowed out in the direction of my arms. My arms directed the water as if they were the mouth to a pitcher. I could turn to the right or to the left and move my arms to control where the water flowed.

God’s hands remained over me pouring this rushing rapid of a waterfall. As I walked and moved, I could control where the water went around me. It seemed like I was walking the path of my life. The water nourished everything it touched. Because it was pouring over and around me, lush green grass and flowers grew everywhere I walked. It reminded me of the leaky, bucket story.

I was told to bend my arms inward. This stopped the water from flowing freely through me. It backed up and went back into the river coming from God. When the water stopped flowing through me, he moved away from me and poured his water somewhere else. There was a little water pooling over me because I was still in a shallow part of the river, but it almost became still. I was told to open my arms back up. The water began to slowly flow over me again, then gradually began to rush causing a wide and mighty rapid.

Then I looked back to where I first saw the water coming. There God was coming again, but this time with lightening. I was firmly directed to make sure I kept my hands out and to the sides like I did with the water. The lightening came and flowed through me like the water had before. It was like I was a lightening rod. I could see the streaks of light flowing out from me and streaking everywhere.

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