Vision: The Wells
January 10, 2015
This vision began to unfold around three months ago.
I saw a man trapped in a well.
It seemed as if he had been in there for quite a while.
The man was unkempt and filthy.
The well he was trapped in, was water-less.
Down below, the man was clinging to a piece of metal protruding from the wall of the well. He had spent much time trying to find a way out. When all his attempts failed, he became even more despondent over his failure and filthy condition.
The man longed to get out, he yearned to get cleansed from his filth, the stench of which was making him ill.
He was all alone in that well. His voice was hoarse from calling out for human experts.
No one could help him. He remained in that condition, unreached, unrescued.
Later however, though by now, his mouth was parched, and his frame weak, the man let out a loud cry. It was piercingly loud and did not fail to convey the sense of urgency in him to be delivered out of this waterless well.
He was crying out to God.
Light shone upon the well.
Tears streaking down his dirty face, his head that had hung low for so long, now looked up.
He was grateful for this divine intervention.
I saw the man sitting under the Waterfall he had been divinely led to.
This vision related above was seen around three months ago, and over time, it flashed before my eyes a few times.
Three days ago, I was reminded of it again, and I now understood that the vision had not concluded. There was more.
7th January 2015, the vision continued…….
I saw that…………
After a time of standing under the Waterfall, the man who was now washed and wearing clean white linen garments, was taken to a work-bench. A white roll was unfurled and spread upon it. The man gasped as he glanced at what lay before him.
Shocked by what he was shown, he said out loud, “So many? How could there be so many?”
Now in rapid succession, I saw vision-flashes of several men and women, rescued from similar water-less wells, located in different regions; these had been in the same desolate condition, as the man mentioned earlier.
Similarly, they too were led to the Waterfall, under which they sat for a while and after were clothed in linen and each taken to a work-bench. A white roll unfurled before their eyes and shocked by what they saw, they too had exclaimed loudly, “So many? How could there be so many?”
The unfurled roll depicted the locations of multitude upon multitudes of water-less wells in the entire region surrounding where they stood.
They all wondered aloud, “How can such a vast number be missing and no one miss them?”
How could there be such a multitude trapped in water-less wells in the region and remain unreported as missing.
As these rescued ones walked, each of them noticed that a strange mist that had shrouded their respective regions was now thickening.
Suddenly the atmosphere turned chilly.
These linen clad ones fell to their knees and prayed. They asked the Lord what this thickening shroud above their regions was.
They were told that the name of this strange mist was ‘CALLOUSNESS.’
These who had been rescued from the water-less wells understood that they were a vast multitude being released all at once in this hour. They would all face walls of callousness everywhere they were sent; but beyond these walls were a people who were sighing and in great need.
The Lord Showed them that the desperate need of the hour for those sighing, was comfort.
These vast multitudes of linen clad ones had been prepared and well equipped by Him, and had been given an abundance of comfort which they would share liberally with those to whom they were sent.