Pray For The Wells
This morning I was pondering various things having been praying for various situations and friends. As I sat down with a cup of coffee and was reading a note from a friend about a word, I heard “Pray For The Wells.”
As I sat and thought, I thought why is He saying it “that way”?So, my pattern of thinking led me in this route. Pray for specific wells and water to come forth. Pray for friends who are “wells”. Pray for the wells to be unclogged and new ones to be opened. What if it means oil? What if it is “Wells Maine”? What if it is to pray for the health of others as in “be well’s”?
In Latin I would be a “discipulus” or a student of words. (I prefer to be student of the WORD. John 1:1) But I find I love the study of words, their history and such and that study is “etymology” What does that mean? How did we get that?
I shared a word with a young woman this morning. The simple picture of an anvil opened paragraphs and paragraphs of understanding. I feel the Lord is saying “examine your words” to many today.
So let me evaluate the steps of the sentence I heard this morning. Pray for the wells.
Jesus said to the Samaritan woman, “I have waters…” She looked at the natural but He spoke of the supernatural. He spoke of water “welling” up inside. (John 4:1-26) Today I pray for the well of His life to be opened again in your lives. “Spring up o’ well!”
Even now I see this picture. Of a well exploding with waters of revival. In you!
Years ago, I was a builder. We were building houses in the Jamaica-Stratton area of Vermont. Finally I decided to build a spec house. Everything was going “well” until we went to put the well in. For days, the water that should have been there never appeared. Finally at 762 feet we hit water. Drops…The decision was made to run 91 sticks of dynamite down that hole in the ground. All I remember is the man drilling the well saying to me “you need to find Jesus. He would have answered your prayer. Consider church, Lee.” What I considered in that unbelieving period was killing him. Not thinking about God. But when I got saved many years later, his words hung in my ears.
God has the power to be dynamite in your life and open the aquifers of life in your life. “There is a river who’s streams make glad the city of God.”
God wants you WELL! He is not the author of sickness or disease. Do not rely on your experience or your “reality” but rely on His that He paid the price for all to be set free from sickness. He took your sickness and pain so you would be free!
And then I saw Wells Maine. I heard “you have stood before while others fell. You have seen a way where there had been no way. Once again you will sense the presence of His peace. You who have endured have not been unseen. This day I will visit you in a tender way. Those that call for war have simply not seen that I have taken this battle to the enemy and spoiled his works. This day eyes will be open and grace will visit. I saw friends and I felt that “friends are us” and that you who have extended a hand will see the results. There is a light in you who’s light is about to be seen.”
Oil wells? Oh yes! Wells of the Spirit being released. People who have never prayed, praying. People who have never healed, healing. People who have never prophesied, prophesying. For this is my “STATE OF THE UNION!” He who is JOINED (in union) is joined. But the one who joins himself to the Lord is one spirit with Him. 1 Corinthians 6:17
The gushers of His move, of His Spirit are upon us. Isaiah 61:1
And finally I come to this place. Last but not least for truly the last shall be first!!!
Well, Well, Well…What do we have here?
I saw wells of the past and wells in the future. I saw wells that were made and wells in the making. I heard that there has been a “drought” and all wells are important. Today is a day of “all hands on deck.” The old wells with revision and the new wells with provision. “For you are a well of my making” said God.
Today many are looking for a word but I felt I am to pray for the “well inside” that truly out of your belly would flow rivers of living water. (For out of His belly, out of His side came the waters! It is “well” in my soul! Readied for miracles!) I saw the wells of communities being flooded once again. Today many have laid claim to wells but no water and I heard they were “claim jumpers” and yet I will bless them. When you look around you will see “water, water everywhere” WITH PLENTY TO GO AROUND. I saw water wells of provision and refreshing. I saw waters of power and strength. I saw water flowing unhindered and unstopped. Many have come to an end of themselves. And this is now good for now they see Me. And this, this is a day of transition. My grace has been sufficient and my love abundant, but today people will be empowered by those words. For those words are alive. They will become life and light and liberty. Old ways have given place to new ways. “No ways” now highways. Rely not on your own understanding. Do not desire to make a word fit or a thought yours, for water has no master, but Me. Today I release the wells of abundance into dry and wearied (Yes wearied!) places. For the toil of many will end. There is a sound of rain, a sound of rain and finally a sound of reign.
I found myself praying for many places, but I saw the history of the US in New England. I saw and heard the sound of rumbling. Like thunder at first. It increased like jets getting closer. The ground shook like a train coming by. I saw stones moving and brick linings of wells. I felt the pressure of the increase. Many have interpreted the pressure of the days as work of the enemy but I felt the pressure of birthing something, the pressure of releasing something; and then I heard the dissension ending and the tension abating.
I heard the lyrics from the Five Man Electrical Band, “Sign, sign, everywhere a sign, Blockin’ out the scenery, breakin’ my mind, Do this, don’t do that, can’t you read the sign?” I felt the Lord say I am overturning the legalistic mindset, turning over the corruption. And MY sign shall be “Life and Liberty” to all those who will see.
Like the woman pouring oil into the containers behind closed doors, I have done much in secret, but today I am releasing people to “come out and play!” Today is a day of “show and tell” and my words shall be released in the earth. For there is much to show and much to tell.
You have heard of the “Old Faithful” but I am here to tell you there is a new Faithful in the land. It will appear regularly and with great power. For great are the people of this hour. Even now you are feeling renewed and refreshed. It will rise and it will rise.
Religion captured wells. It stole wells and allowed wars to be fought over water. It even captured our children’s hearts.
Up Jack got and home did trot,
As fast as he could caper;
To old Dame Dob who patched his nob
With vinegar and brown paper
Then Jill came in, and she did grin,
To see Jack’s paper plaster;
Her mother whipt her, across her knee,
For laughing at Jack’s disaster.
But there is a new Jack and a new Jill. Made in His image! Freed from religious condemnation.
Jack and Jill ran down the hill,
Because it was much faster.
They saw the dell, they saw the well,
A gift from a loving Master.
Running down they bore the crown
For all the world to see.
A simple word
A simple life
Do not try…
For not by works or worried faces
But a life set in special places
For in the well was His life
That freed mankind of all the strife.
They came back and settled down
Their lives forever by the Crown
For in this life was the Master
Who gave life to miss disaster.
Many will watch
And many will say
Who is this One
To whom you pray?
I live His life
I sup at His table
To Him the One
For God is Able.
Loving God is a reality of wells dug and wells uncovered.