Wells of Revival.

Today some of the guys gathered to pray and intercede. And even as we prayed, the Lord spoke to us about standing in awe of His Name, and having a deeper hunger for His presence. As we prayed, a vision came into my mind - a vision of a dried up well. And as I continued to pray, the Holy Spirit spoke to me about the story of Issac's well.

Here's the account:

Isaac's servants dug in the valley and discovered a well of fresh water there. But the herdsmen of Gerar quarreled with Isaac's herdsmen and said, "The water is ours!" So he named the well Esek, because they disputed with him. Then they dug another well, but they quarreled over that one also; so he named it Sitnah. He moved on from there and dug another well, and no one quarreled over it. He named it Rehoboth, saying, "Now the LORD has given us room and we will flourish in the land."

Esek means "Dispute"; Sitnah means "Opposition"; Rehoboth means "Room".

And there God spoke.

Our hearts sometimes are like that dried up well; dry, cracking, thirsty, yet without a single drop of water. That's why we need to press on, to continue to dig the wells, and if there's no water, we cannot stop. We must go on, digging and digging till we find water flowing out once again. It is a picture that calls us back to that place of deep intercession; of mourning and weeping, of torn robes and sackclothes, of fasting and travailing. We gotta return to that place once again.

Digging, with our bare hands if necessary, for that living waters.

The living waters of revival.