Drawing Water from the Wells

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Behold, God is my salvation,

I will trust and not be afraid;

"For YAH, the LORD,

is my strength and song;

He also has become my salvation."

Therefore with joy you will draw water

From the wells of salvation.

- Isaiah 12:2, 3

Abba Father knew what lies ahead of me when the year 2016 began.

Feeling so confident and hopeful that exciting things are in store for me this new year, I wasn't prepared for the turn of events that began about three weeks ago.

Was I being naive or unrealistic to think that I was finally about to witness the fulfillment of my dreams?

For sure there were unresolved issues that I had been seeking resolution for all these years.

But as I had often said, this was mostly a private, lonely battle I had fought on my own.

And after sailing uncertain seas for many years, I thought land was finally in sight.

I have no doubt that victory is waiting down the road. But the process of getting there is another story.


For the past three weeks I have been on an emotional roller coaster ride. One day quietly resting under the secure shade of God's promises, which I know is where my Father wants me to remain. But on most days, there has been unrest and heaviness in my soul.  

My dear friend Ruby gently reminded me to ask God to help me divide between my soul and my spirit. That is such a wise counsel, and as today is about to end I am doing just that. This inner turmoil has to go.

The enemy comes to steal, kill, and destroy, but the Lord Jesus says that He has come to give life, and give it abundantly.

It is time to take a decisive stand against the enemy and receive the fullness of life that Jesus offers.

Yes, it's time to stop looking at things from the perspective of my soul and begin flowing with what the Father is doing in the spirit realm.

The choice is mine to make. I can allow myself to believe the lies of the enemy and be weighed down, or trust in the promises of my Abba Father and look up in hope.

Right now I'm taking a decisive stand.

I'm choosing to walk towards heaven and embracing faith, hope, peace, and joy for this part of my journey.

Believing that this indeed is the year of God's favor, and vindication... which as Graham Cooke teaches, are two sides of the same coin. Favor and vindication go together.

Holding on to the many verses about God's special love for the fatherless and the widow:

Psalm 68:5 - A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in His holy habitation.

Deuteronomy 10:18 - He defends the cause of the fatherless and the widow.

Psalm 146:9 - The Lord watches over the foreigner and sustains the fatherless and the widow...

Exodus 22:22-24 - You shall not mistreat any widow or fatherless child. If you do mistreat them, and they cry out to Me, I will surely hear their cry, and my wrath will burn...

Deuteronomy 27:19 - Cursed be anyone who perverts the justice due to the sojourner, the fatherless, and the widow.

Proverbs 15:25 - The Lord will tear down the house of the proud, but He will establish the border of the widow.

Isaiah 54:4-5 - Do not fear, for you will not be ashamed;

Neither be disgraced, for you will not be put to shame;

For you will forget the shame of your youth.

And will not remember the reproach of your widowhood anymore.

For your Maker is your husband,

The LORD of Hosts is His name;

And your Redeemer is the Holy One of Israel;

He is called the God of the whole earth.

Reading those passages of Scripture boosts my faith and releases fresh life to my spirit. 

Indeed, it is true: the word of God is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the division of soul and spirit, and of joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart (Hebrews 4:12). 

The entrance, the unfolding, of His Words gives light.

A sanctified, enlightened perspective from which to view life... that's all it takes to expose the deceptive schemes of the enemy.

Not only is this the year of Jubilee, it is also, for me, the year of divine exchange.

Beauty instead of ashes.

The oil of joy instead of mourning.

The garment of praise instead of the spirit of heaviness.



The passage from Isaiah that I quote above has spoken to my spirit this evening. Behold God is my salvation, I will trust and not be afraid. It speaks of a powerful divine exchange. I can trust the One Who gives me perfect love. Trust instead of fear.

I will put my trust in God my Maker, He who says He is my Husband, my Redeemer, the Lord of Hosts is He who fights my battles.

I can walk in joy... not the bouncy, bubbly kind of joy, but one that is settled, unmoved by external circumstances. The kind of joy an expectant mother has when she knows that the time of birth is at hand.

Joy is the bucket that I use to draw water from the wells of salvation.

Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes in the morning.

Even now as I write these words, I understand what God is doing. He is letting me go through a cleansing process, a process of shifting gears and getting a new pair of spiritual lens. Father God wants my heart realigned with His, in preparation for the new day that is dawning in my life.

This is a kairos moment that God is giving, and I position myself to flow with what He is doing.

There is a poem penned by Irish songwriter Kristyn Getty entitled Watches of the Night. The anointed lines she wrote ministers deeply to my soul:

I look towards the wintering trees
To hush my fretful soul
As they rise to face the icy sky
And hold fast beneath the snow
Their rings grow wide, their roots go deep
That they might hold their height
And stand like valiant soldiers
Through the watches of the night

And no human shoulder ever bears
The weight of all the world
But hearts can sink beneath the ache
Of trouble's sudden surge
Yet far beyond all knowing
There's a strong unsleeping Light
That reaches 'round to hold me
Through the watches of the night

I have cried upon the steps that seem
Too steep for me to climb
And I've prayed against a burden
I did not want to be mine
But here I am and this is where
You're calling me to fight
And You I will remember
Through the watches of the night
You I will remember 
Through the watches of the night


In my spirit I know that this is the season of breakthrough and birthing. Here I am and this is where You're calling me to fight. And You I will remember through the watches of the night.


This beautiful hymn written my Margaret Becker is the very prayer of my heart for this season.

Jesus Draw Me Nearer
words by Margaret Becker

Jesus draw me ever nearer
As I labour through the storm
You have called me to this passage
And I'll follow though I'm worn

May this journey bring a blessing
May I rise on wings of faith
And at the end of my heart's testing
With Your likeness let me wake

Jesus guide me through the tempest
Keep my spirit staid and sure
When the midnight meets the morning
Let me love You even more

Let the treasures of the trial
Form within me as I go
And at the end of this long passage
Let me leave them at Your throne