The Hidden Spring

I have given her the power to release and you the ability to carry the evidence of the release.

There is substance in your hope.

The cracking you hear in the forest is just me clearing the land.

It is a glorious day, a day of glory!

For I have broken that which cannot be broken.

The unexpected, the unanticipated, that which you would not expect to break.

The metal torn, the edges jagged, not a clean break, not a smooth edge, torn apart.

For I have established this territory, I have established the edge, the border, the definition, the boundary is clear, can be seen by all.

For I have elevated this land, it rises above and beyond, in the place no one expected, no one would expect.

For I am revealing that which was hidden. My resource, my reservoir, the hidden supply, the hidden spring.

For it is time to release…..

For it is time, time to release my supply…

For I am releasing my supply.

For I have formed my tribute, my tributaries, the means to bring forth my supply.

For now it springs forth, from the spring it flows forth, it rises up.

Psalms 104:9-13 You have set a boundary for the waters which they may not pass over, that they turn not again to deluge the earth. He sends forth springs into the valleys; their waters run among the mountains. They give drink to every wild beast of the field; the wild asses quench their thirst there. Beside them the birds of the heavens have their nests; they sing among the branches. He waters the mountains from His upper rooms; the earth is satisfied and abounds with the fruit of His works.

For your seed shall take root, sucking upon the straw, the source of my supply.

For they shall taste and see that the Lord is good. They shall taste a sample of my goodness. They shall say ahhhh that is soooo good!

For the seed contains all my goodness, yet the fruit is that which they all desire.

Yet I am out of order, not disorder, but out of order, beyond your sequence, your expected outcome.

You expect the seed, then the growth, then the leaf, then the flower, then the fruit, then the succulent juice, the freshly squeezed juice.

Yet what I have for you is freshly squeezed juice.

It springs forth now, I’m squeezing the supply, like a wrung out sponge it flows all around, feeds and nourishes the ground.

For I have made my imprint upon this land. Indelibly imprinted on this ground, for all will look in wonder at this marking upon the ground. They will not have seen this before, like nothing they have seen before.

For my brand is upon this ground. A unique path, unique pattern. An imprint of the flow. You expect the impact upon the ground, the evaporation of all that flowed, and yet I’m imprinting the flow upon their hearts and minds and the very ground upon which they stand.

Deuteronomy 8:7-10 For the Lord your God is bringing you into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains and springs, flowing forth in valleys and hills; A land of wheat and barley, and vines and fig trees and pomegranates, a land of olive trees and honey; A land in which you shall eat food without shortage and lack nothing in it; a land whose stones are iron and out of whose hills you can dig copper. When you have eaten and are full, then you shall bless the Lord your God for all the good land which He has given you.

“God is unlocking the streams of living water in the dry place”