While praying about the events unfolding around the world and within our borders, as well as for revival in our country, I saw a dry, cracked stream bed. As I looked at it, small trickles of water began to fill the cracks from below. As the water level rose and the earth drank it all in, I heard Him whisper that His remnant of faithful children will be as the water, slowly filling the cracks in the stream bed until the stream is full and flowing with water, bursting its banks.
Our country may appear to have spiritually dried out and broke its moral compass, but God has a faithful remnant rising up from the inside, saturating the cracks and crevices first before overflowing into a vibrant and bubbly stream teaming with life.
Isa 35:6 The lame will leap like a deer, and those who cannot speak will sing for…
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