Isaiah 12:3 With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation.
John 7:38 He who believes on Me, as the Scripture has said, "Out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.">
Recently, Israel announced it was expanding the Pool of Siloam, which they estimated was about an acre and a half in size. The Pool of Siloam is where Jesus sent the blind man to wash [John 9:6-7] and where he regained his sight. Some scholars believe this was where the first 3,000 souls were baptized upon hearing the gospel in Acts 2. [Acts 2:41]
The Pool of Siloam was also the water source for a significant ceremony during the feast of Sukkot (Tabernacles) in the first century. On the last day of the feast, the High Priest went there to draw water, leading a processional of trumpeters, pilgrims, and worshippers to the Temple. Thanks to recent archaeological discoveries, tourists and pilgrims can now follow this 2000-year-old "Pilgrim's Road" path of the High Priest's processional, which ended in the Temple courtyard, where the High Priest would quote from Isaiah 12:3, "With joy, you shall draw water from the wells of Yeshua"; (salvation). At this location during the feast, Jesus shouted, "He who believes in me, as the scripture has said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water."
Israel's archaeological team is removing tons of dirt and debris from this ancient site, clearing the way for clean fresh waters in the Pool of Siloam. We also so desire the rivers of living water Yeshua promised to flow from our inmost being. But is there dirt and debris clogging our spiritual channel? Don't leave it there.
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[worthy_plugins_devotion_single_body]When Moses led the Israelites out of Egypt I'm sure several million people were wondering, "How am I going to be fed? How am I going to survive in this wilderness?" Imagine the logistical nightmare. An incalculable quantity of food and water were needed to survive in the desert. Where would it come from? Yet, in this seemingly impossible situation, God provided!
There was a mailman, John Hand, who rode his mail truck through Los Altos Hills of California on his 50 mile route each day. The route was plain, all brown and virtually no color. One day he began to throw wild flower seeds out of the window as he drove. Today, if you travel his route in the Los Altos Hills you’ll find beautiful patches of flowers throughout, blossoming in many colors.
A farmer and his friend went duck hunting. Eventually, they got to talking about the things of God, as they always would. "You're always talking about these battles you have with the devil," the farmer's friend said to him. "It's so silly – I mean, I'm not even a Christian and I've never experienced anything like that."
Have you ever noticed that when people are in love, they tend to forget everything else? Everything becomes secondary — cars, houses, money — nothing matters — it is all secondary to love. Then, when they fall out of love, as in a divorce, all of a sudden those things mean everything! They argue about all the little meaningless things they ever owned together. Each wants it all for himself.
The Hebrew word for a dried up river bed is "Nachal". Israel has many of these. Here, in Israel it rains in winter, but not in summer. In the summer, these places stand as a testament of the rains that once fell and of the rains yet to come. Then, when they do come, the Nechalim (nachal plural) almost instantly fill with water. This is what the Scripture means when it says, "I will give you rivers in the desert." There is a promise in that for us.
In 1917, the Ottoman Empire controlled the city of Aqaba which seemed impregnable to any attack. Behind the city in every direction was a vast desert, and overlooking the city’s harbor were huge naval guns protecting it against any enemy attack from the sea.
Solomon wrote, “a merry heart has a continual feast!” But why does it seem like so many of us are not feasting? How do we maintain a merry heart?