He made me a windmill, and now I understand. I was created to pump water-- living water. I had stood motionless, unable to move until His Spirit blew upon me. Then I began to move with the power of that Wind, and the water began to flow-- bubbling out in a clear, sweet stream of joy. --Marilyn Black PhemisterCopyright 1981 by Pentecostal Evangel |
Photo by Allen Matheson |