Drawing From The Well
For a long time, I had begun to see my Lord Jesus in images of water – as a rushing river, speeding over all the river stones, teaming with life, sometimes carrying me along in the roaring flow – deep, cool, green and frothing with clear whitewash. I had also begun to see Him as a deep unfathomable ocean – vast, majestic, all-powerful and beyond me altogether. Likewise, I had seen the Lord as the cool springs, trickling along in…