Some waters were shallow, deep, dirty, and troublesome. Other waters were polluted and caused more damage than it was helping me. I need a fresh drink of water, the very same drink that was offered to the woman of Samaria in John 4:13–14. Maybe I just needed to be led beside the still water that David was led beside in Psalm 23:2. There was a longing for a place of certainty and protection while going through the rivers. The rivers that I had to face was moving rapidly and violently. I needed some stability in my life and I needed to be settled. What I wouldn’t give to be that tree planted by the rivers of water so that when my season came I could bringeth forth fruit that is described in Psalm 1:3. I wanted to discover personally for myself the river describes in Psalm 46:4 “There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the Highest.” The problem with going through the waters and rivers first, is that when it was time for me to go through the fire there was nothing to quiche the fire. I am extremely grateful that my walk through the fire came at an early age. While going through the fire I was scared, and at times stranded, but never scorched. There were times when I was battered, bruised, and yes broken but never burned. God has held true to His word. My sole desire is to do the will of the one who sent me, to be the beloved son to the father, for God to speak boldly about me like John recorded and say that I too am the disciple that Jesus loved.
