The Flood IS Coming
I had retreated to the Upper Room as was my normal routine in preparation for the Sunday Morning
Service. As I was seeking and asking the Lord to join us for the service and to make His presence known to everyone there, my memory brushed back through the prophecy brought to us by our dear friend, Pete Roe, when he was visiting us from England. "The rain has stopped but, the flood is coming."
Being a native central-Texan, nothing about that statement seemed to make since. I basically stopped
praying and closed my eyes enjoying the presence of the Holy Spirit.
At that moment the Lord began to show me what He was talking about. In a vision, I was looking out
across a beautiful valley. It was lush and green with at least a hundred small stock tanks clustered
throughout. They looked like small ponds with walls carefully built up around them to hold the pools of
water that I understood to be just the right amount of the Holy Spirit for them to be comfortable.
Although the valley seemed to be quite content, I felt in my spirit that the Lord was grieved.
The walls separated His children from each other (individually and corporately) and from the fullness of His Love for them. It was
as though each individual pond had its own sense of security - idealistically, spiritually, mentally,
emotionally, socially, physically and financially.
Hearing a strange noise, I looked back over my right shoulder to see a massive dam, like Hoover Dam, and the water
had started flowing over the top. With a tremendous force the water busted the dam and flooded the
unsuspecting valley. Every wall was destroyed and all the water that had been in the ponds was released
into one great body of water. I felt severe pain as I saw a lifetime of ideals and traditions crushed under
the force and weight of the flood. Everything that had been set up and established as proper had suddenly
disappeared, but I could also see the Glory of the Lord as He took control of all the lives and blended
them together in perfect unity by His Spirit.
The pain associated with this tremendous loss can be compared to the labor pains of a mother giving
birth. Once she can see and hold her baby the severity of the pain is quickly forgotten knowing the
blessing that is now in hand.
a vision
May 12, 2002
Claudina