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DIGGING DEEPER INTO THE PROPHETIC STREAM

   With joy you will dra w water from the wells of salvation.’ Isa 12:3 R ecently, the conviction has been growing in me to have an attitude that rises up to say, ‘I will dig a well in the place where God has led me.  I will not sit back and wait for breakthrough and the release of God’s purpose and presence in my home, my relationships, or my church to happen. I will not become disheartened when God’s prophetic purposes are delayed, nor will I give way to the temptation to give up or move on. Instead, I will proactively and expectantly pray and  do whatever it takes for breakthrough to come.’ The Unseen Resources of Heaven For the past 8 years,  The Hunk  and I have been living in Victoria, Australia—a region that is suffering drought. I learned recently that   in Victoria, groundwater provides drinking water for 60 cities and towns .  Amazingly, a  large percentage of the world’s  fresh water is actually under  the ground , not on the surface of the earth

THE QUEST FOR GOD-PASSION FOR HIS SPIRIT

THE QUEST FOR GOD-THE HART APPROACH-MORE OF YOU LORD Psa 42:1   As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. Psa 42:2   My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God? Psa 42:3  My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? Psa 42:4   When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday. Psa 42:5   Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance. Psa 42:6   O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar. Psa 42:7   Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows