I see rain falling on the dry, cracked desert floor. And I hear thunder and see lightening. And I smell the water hit the hot dirt and I see the dirt spatter where the water hits.
And I see green vegetation begin to sprout up from the cracks in the ground. And God says – what was dead is coming to life. And what you have felt to be so alive in you and you have tasted and seen and knew it was near – this will you see appear before your eyes.
And I hear singing and it’s not from human voices. It’s as if the angels and creation have joined forces together in a beautiful chorus, praising God for His faithfulness and loving compassion. And I see the state of California turn green.
And when you see the rain come, you will see My hand move.
And I see a shovel digging up the ground and as it digs, the rain that has formed puddles on the ground will pour into the holes.
And God says – keep digging. For where you dig the deepest is where the water will fill.
And I see people laying face down on the floor crying and praising God because they are overwhelmed with thankfulness and joy at the mercy that has been poured out.
And I see those with umbrellas who are standing in the rain saying – you said it was coming and I didn’t believe it and I will not receive it now. And I see a powerful wind blow up and catch up the umbrellas out of their hands and they fly into the air. And I see the people who help the umbrellas fall to their knees drenched and crying with joy at the love they now experience. And I hear God say – well done.
A Whisper of Revival 