Before the night I called out the name Jesus to speak to Jesus I never had peace of heart about life.
I thought deep and hard, and argued about many philosophical issues, God, existence, the whole nine yards. But I had no peace in my heart.
In the morning I formed an opinion and thought "I've got it. This is now my belief." But by the time the evening came I had to change it to something else. No system of philosophy, no argument, no opinion or outlook really gave me peace in my soul.
I had to constantly shift because I was only dealing with the mind. There was a deeper unrest in me. There was a deeper hunger in me. All the zany philosophies (or sober serious ones) did not touch that innermost core of my being. There there was only a hollow vacuum.
When I prayed to God I ended up calling on the name of Jesus. And at the moment I submitted myself to Jesus I felt like a FLUSHED TOILET. Years of CRAP built up in my being got flushed out. And the Holy Spirit of God rushed in. The innermost being was finally touched. The innermost peace and rest within myself was finally brought to life.
Now when I came to the passage in John chapter 7, I could say "I know that. I know what Jesus is talking about there!"
"Now on the last day, the great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out, saying, If anyone thirsts, let him come to Me and drink.
He who believes into Me, as the Scripture said, out of his innermost being shall flow rivers of living water.
But this He said concerning the Spirit, whom those who believed into Him were about to receive; for the Spirit was not yet, because Jesus had not yet been glorified." (John 7:37-39)