Water on Dry Ground

Me: Good morning Lord. Thank you for waking me this morning, and for this new and beautiful day. Lord please help me today to stay close to you, and to be open to you for inspiration, to continue to write my book.

Lord: Good morning son. Welcome to the club this morning and thank you for joining us. I want you to look again at the glimpse I gave you as you prayed this morning. What did you see?

Vision: Lord, I saw a wilderness, an area of barren land. Barren that is, by virtue of the fact that nothing seemed to be growing there. It was well-trodden land, where rain, when it falls' would gather in large puddles. It had an air of neglect. Though the vision I saw was only of the one plot, it had the feeling that it went on and on for hundreds of miles, with little, if anything, growing. I was praying, Lord, as I saw it, and as I continued praying, I saw beautiful wild flowers springing up out of the ground! Strong, healthy plants with many beautiful colours and species. It was like magic, for in the instant I saw and perceived the barren waste and took it in, I saw the mature flowers appear out of nothing!

Lord: The barren waste is the world of men. It is barren because they have turned away from Me, and are bent on pursuing the way of life that leads to death and destruction. Every year I send the water of My love on the world, like rain on the desert, and every year I look for growth, but all I see is My abundance standing around like great puddles of water, unused and unvalued. Then I heard your prayer, faltering and slow, but I knew it came from your heart, and that you want to be close to Me. Martin, I was able to use the prayer you uttered, almost without knowing what you were uttering, and use it to allow the water of My Spirit, to reach the seeds that were lying dormant under the wilderness. Under such barren conditions, it only takes a drop of water, and a few hours, to bring the desert places alive with colour and life.

In these days, I have allowed a great barrenness to encroach in the world, as the hearts of men grow cold to Me, and complacent about the creation I have given them. As they have seen and exploited the earth, raping it of its wealth and beauty, they have ignored Me. They believed in their hearts, that it was through the strength of their arms, the cleverness of their minds, that they have accumulated great wealth. They have become blind to those around them, as their lust for power, and greed for material things, has become like a consuming fire. This lust and greed is now no longer a personal problem of a few; it has consumed whole nations and continents. Man believes he can continue to accumulate goods, and build wealth, and that healthy economies are those which always expand.

However, in ignoring Me, they have lost the plot completely, and have failed to recognise that all men are part of the great family of mankind. They have become blind to the man next door and the starving, naked children they exploit, in their pursuit of the "almighty pound or dollar". Man has even stooped so low as to neglect his own children, parents and family, in the pursuit of self satisfaction!

Even now, I am stripping away the golden plating of life, and causing a mildew to settle on the fine clothes and materials that are seen by so many as essentials. Structures and institutions are crumbling, and many things that were considered as immovable and eternal, are being shifted by the tide and flood I am sending. I am not sending, and allowing this to happen, in order to destroy mankind. On the contrary, I am sending and allowing it, in order to destroy the false values that are in themselves destroying man.

Before the present crisis in society became apparent to man, I began to raise up my true Church. I started with the established Churches and recognised Christian fellowships. I called and I moved, I beckoned and I manoeuvred, and many people, and sometimes whole fellowships, have responded. Sadly, and I mean that from the bottom of My heart of love, sadly many have remained intransigent. They have resisted Me, and refused My Spirit access. Some of the churches that were called by my name have been infiltrated by, and taken over by, those who do not know Me, and are opposed to My rule. From them I am calling My people out! Through the prayers of My faithful people, I am about to make the wilderness bloom again. This new blooming will not be based upon the foundations of the past, which are the cause of human poverty and pain, but upon the foundations I have laid down, since the foundation of the Earth. The economy of the new blooming will not be based upon the present, failed currencies, of the world today, but will be firmly founded in love for one another, tenderness and generosity.

I am going to cause the wilderness to bloom again, not with fields of one crop next to another field of a different crop, but of one great area of beautiful, exotic and varied wild blooms. Just as the meadows abound with wild flowers, so I want My Church to spread over all the world, not as Catholic, Protestant or Charismatic, but as My people moved by My Holy Spirit, fulfilled and grown to the full stature and beauty I intend for everyone.

Pray that all my people everywhere will wake up and blossom, like the flowers in the wilderness after the rain. I will pour water of those who are thirsty. I will pour rain on the dry ground. I will give life, to those who were thought to be dead. I will be glorified in all My Creation. I love you.

Water in the Desert.

2010
Monday, 1 February
04:54:57

Me:    Good morning Lord, Thank you for waking me this morning and for a good night’s sleep. I Love you Lord, and I love these times in the morning with you. Please help me to be more alert and open to the things you are saying.

Lord:    Good morning Martin. I too love these times together, and have been excited about this morning. There is lots to do before you go, and I want to show you just how smoothly and wonderfully I can work.

What do you see, Martin?

Me:    I see a well in the desert, surrounded with lush growth. I see people drawing water, and laughing with joy. I see children playing and singing. I se a community that is well fed and content.

Lord:    The well is the water of Life. It is fed from my throne room, and runs through the streets of the Holy City. The vibrant life around, is there because those, who dwell there, drink freely of the waters. Children laugh and play because they are full of the confidence, I give to those who drink from me. What you see is a picture of my church as I intend it to be, a watering place, in the desert of an unbelieving world.

Look again Martin, What do you see?

Me:    I am looking out from the trees into the desert, and I see people who have drunk from the water, walking out into the blazing sun. Some are nearby and are still laughing and full of joy, and look back to the trees with joy. Others are further away from the trees, and are less full of joy. Anxiety is written on their faces as they look ever outwards, and away from the water. Still others have wandered far away and are weary and dehydrated, lacking the strength to return to drink. Beyond that I see no living thing, only desert and dry bones, all of them lying face down in the sand with their heads away from the water.

Lord:    You have seen right. What you see, are not the unsaved, but those who know about the water and have drunk from the water of Life, and have experienced the fellowship of believers. But, instead of staying in the comfortable shade of the trees, and drinking from the water whenever they are thirsty, they have wandered away from me, and have been attracted by the bright sunshine and the warmth of the sand. Some only play in the sand, and return to the shade and the water regularly. Others have been more bold in their own eyes, and have ventured out further, lured by the unknown, and seeking out life in this lifeless place. The fascination and belief, that they will find something special, is very strong, and they press on, forgetting that all their health and strength comes from the water of life, and the shelter of the trees of life. For some there is the opportunity to return, when they realise they are dying of thirst, and as they turn towards the water, there are others, who will carry water to them, and aid their return. But there are some who have gone too far, and the memory of the life-giving water has faded from them. They do not know which way to turn, so they press on outward, and don’t look back. Thy die where they fall, and the desert takes them. It is not my desire that they should die thus. I want all my creation to live and thrive. That is why I made it so. Yes, I have complete and absolute power, and could force their return, but I have given to all men and women, a precious gift, the ability to choose life or death, good or evil, the oasis or the desert. I long for my children to return to Me, and, though they may be little more than dry bones, I can give then life again. The choice is theirs.

Look again Martin, and what do you see?

Me:    I see a crowd of people on the horizon, far beyond the dry bones. I see camels and vehicles, moving in this direction. (My heart became anxious as I thought of an invading army coming to destroy us.) Then I was taken, in the spirit, to a place above the crowd, and I saw that they were not an army, but a huge multitude of sick, and hurting people, they were dressed in rags. Even their transport was spent. And they left behind a trail of broken junk. They all carried water bottles, but it was obvious some of the water was dirty or nearly spent. Most are dying. Who are they Lord?

Lord:    They are a great multitude of ordinary people, who have been brought up without any knowledge of me, or of my Son. They are the children of a disillusioned generation, who my church never reached out to, or who were prevented from coming to me. They are not evil. They have never known anything else but loneliness. They are the multitude which no man can number, who have my seed of life in them. Without knowing what it was, or who gave it to them, they have tried to nurture it and help it to grow. I put about amongst them a rumour, that there is a watering hole, in the desert of their life, where they could drink, and be forever satisfied. These are those who have filled every container they have, with the water of hope, and have pressed forward together, seeking the water of life. Travelling in a large group, they have helped each other by sharing the water of hope. Without their realising it, I have increased their hope, and they have pressed on.

What more do you see?

Me:    I see a great crowd running out from the water and the trees. They carry with them containers of water, and they are running with supernatural strength, past the ring of dry bones, towards the approaching crowd. I see them meet, embrace, and share the water they have brought. I see the years falling off the pilgrims, and their youth returning, as they drink from the water of life! I see a great surge of people from both groups running to the water. I see the children and the sick being carried, and I hear a great shout of joy.

Lord:  Look again and what do you see?

Me:    I see, from above, the water of life and the trees around it. It has grown from an oasis in the desert, to a country large enough to accommodate the multitude now entering it. I see a great feast of welcome being prepared. I see butterflies and colourful flowers. I hear the sound of birds singing, as the children laugh and skip.

I see the King, standing in the centre of the water in a white robe. His brightness shines even brighter than the desert sun. The sound of his voice reaches all the corners of the world, and all hear him. Even the deaf hear.

Lord:    You see well. Now tell the church this. The time has come, the moment has arrived, for my people to rise up, and carry the water of life, that I have given you in great abundance, and refresh those who are struggling in hope. Revive the weary and expand my Kingdom. Leave all your practices and rituals, which so often bar the doors to your gatherings, and prevent those outside from coming in. Run now, in the freedom of my Spirit. Tell out your message. Tell of the greatness of your God. Tell the people in words, songs, laughter and dance. Lead them to Jesus, who is the Way, the Truth and the Life. The gates of heaven stand open wide. Come my people, come! Now is the time to praise him. Now is the time of harvest.