2 Peter 2:17 “These men are springs without water and mists driven by a storm. Blackest darkness is reserved for them.”
Lord, You are the living water springing up within me. Thank You for refreshing and sustaining me.
When I was a child, we used to have to walk about a mile down our hill in the Southern Tier of NY each day to catch the school bus. I can remember having to wear a medium weight jacket down the hill in the morning in May, September and October, but then having to shed the jacket and carry it back up in the afternoon under the hot sun. (Of course this was a time before anyone carried water bottles.) About a quarter of a mile from the house was a spring just off the roadside. My twin sister Christy and I would stop there on the way home each day. I can still smell the mint. We would drink long of the cold pure water that refreshed us and quenched out thirst. I can imagine what it would have been like to step off the road in dire thirst and to find it dried up.
Living by Lake Ontario later in life, I can remember the mists driven by the storms too. That type of water did no good to anyone. It was usually cold and neither watered the ground, nor irrigates crops, nor did it fill wells. It just made everyone miserable. And so are these false prophets.
I honestly could not rally imagine what blackest darkness could be until I read the Left Behind series “Armageddon” book. I think those fellows described it very well and I cannot imagine anyone ever wanting to be banished there for all eternity! How Satan blinds their eyes to the truth!
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