July 7 Echoes of Eternity
For the Lord thy God bringeth thee into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains and depths that spring out of valleys and hills.
Deuteronomy 8:7
Drink at the fountain of My love. Long your soul has dwelt in a dry and thirsty land. Drink and be renewed here where living water flows. I am the water of life, the living water that enlivens your dying soul. There can be no life apart from this living water. I look for abundant growth. I see a soul still shrivelled and dry. I look for abundant fruit. I see but little, and the harvest is nigh. The need is great and the supply is unlimited. The day is still at hand, but night comes, when no man can work. Drink deeply, My child, at the fountain of My love––that your soul may be healed and your fruit may remain.
Paraclete Impressions