“Again he measured one thousand, and it was a river that I could not cross; for the water was too deep, water in which one must swim, a river that could not be crossed” (Ezek. 47:5, NKJV).
If anyone found out how real the river of God is, it was Ezekiel. The “man” who showed it to him had him wade in it: ankle, knee, and waste deep… and then beyond where wading was possible. I love the urgency in Ezekiel’s wording: “water in which one must swim” (emphasis mine).