In your scriptures, in the opening lines of the Bible, it speaks of God the Father dividing the waters that are above from the waters below to create the dry land. In reality, the Waters of the Sky and the Waters of My Womb are all one body.
That water is forever changing places. It falls from above and rises from below. It meets in rivers, lakes, oceans, and streams. Everywhere that water is, life is also. As long as there is life, there will be water. As long as there is water, there will be life.
The life of prayer is mostly about water. Water rising and water falling. The water you draw up from the well of your being is the life within you, the force and power of your desire. The waters above you are My graces and blessings, always falling, always seeking the places where they are longed for and where they belong. Rain is the original blessing, the original comfort, the original treasure. You call the rain from the sky to fill the well of your being when you pray for your heart’s desire.
You must begin to disentangle the language of the heart from the language of domination and restore it to its place in the natural world. You belong to this world as its water does. When I speak of the river of prayer, the ocean of My body, and the blessings of rainfall, this is what I mean.