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.