Prophetic Word of encouragement.
Thou oh Lord are a shield for me, the holder and the lifter of my head.
Prophetic Word of encouragement.
Thou oh Lord are a shield for me, the holder and the lifter of my head.
REMEMBERING, RED RIVER NATION
A vision that outlined 3 prominent players on the world stage today, given four years ago. This is the CHURCH in the SPIRIT OF INTERCESSION, visiting the war torn- months and years in advance. But you are a chosen people, a royal p…
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A podcast explaining how American Evangelicals have rejected the man of God and have, rather, installed the (unusual gift set) of a kingly mantle, as the front runner for the republican party.
Mean while this mantle has had a part in drudging up Leviathan who is coiling on the end of a spear called exposure. While we experience a clash of Kingdoms because of the prize to be secured, and what is seeking to secure that prize. We are in a real battle of wits, and it is our prayers, and our rude awakenings, that have been rocking this nation on its axes. An amazing time to be alive. Is it all in the power of our hands? I believe it is, if we will sober up out of our slumber very quickly, and arise.
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Audacious Faith. Deana shares her encounters with the power of God early in her walk with Christ, that set her course as a contender for the Kingdom of God on earth, as it is in heaven. Sharing on the subject of healing, and divine health; Deana exposes the operation of false religious spirits, and the diabolical nature behind those preaching the gospel of defeat. Ending with a brief discussion on the fake “gospel of love” that has been concealing falsehoods since sloppy agape made its first debut decades ago. God is liberating believers into the fullness of HOLY expression, and demonstration, in these end times while the Church finds her voice daring to SPEAK the TRUTH, motivated by Audacious LOVE.
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Over a span of 33 years Deana has ministered in outreaches, prisons, jails, churches, and women’s meetings. After several years in property, business, and people management, the Lord called her aside into a life of prayer and writing in 2007. Her teaching articles and prophetic words have been viewed by individuals from 104 different countries, where recorded visitors are fast approaching 100,000. At the time she accepted Christ, in 1978, Deana received an open eye vision of the Lord handing her a blazing torch out of heaven that lit up the night sky; she was 17 years old. Later, she would understand that experience to signify a commission of God to an end-times prophetic ministry.
Pretty Coats and Burial cloths
A Prophetic Word
I have them that are like my son Joseph, whom I have brought through grievous trials. I’ve brought them from the depths of prison, both literal, and spiritual. Regardless the failure, or in Joseph’s case the false accusations- In your scars still looms the past, that I want to heal forever by reminding you that I have put my signet ring upon your finger, that you may not forget, in all your leading, (in the pointing of the good way) who it is that is YOUR father. I’ve draped you with my robe of righteousness, not only is this garment (a robe for covering), but it is a mantle where by I have called you to walk in. It is that thing that you should not put off, but you shall wear it always. It covers all things you lack in, from head to toe! Let it give you MY peace.
Receive for your mind my peace not torment, my love not fear, go out now from this place where I have met you, with these things to always remind you who you are, your inheritance is in me, your heritage also. For the pretty coat worn by the boy caused him many trials, as it did Joseph of old, it is gone now ripped and dispersed. It was meant to be your burial cloth, as was Joseph’s coat of many colors, rather it was preserved to testify, the one who wore it is dead. The old man is dead. Mourn no more over former glories, I drew the line my son, it was ME.
My coat is not made of man made materials, nor is it the glory of men. You have been renewed, now, and though the seven more wicked than the others have haunted you, you have filled yourself with me. They have found no place. We are here together now. This battle is won in me. My son we have conversed much at the gate of your inheritance, we have spent many days in your days of renewal. Come now and see all that I have in reserve for you. Your allotments in me. WEAR my Kingdom like a garment, never put it off. Of a certain it is RIGHTEOUSNESS, PEACE, AND JOY in the HOLY GHOST.
You stand on the sidewalks of salvation, before you tower the great columns of the porticos’ of peace, the entry way of our fellowship, the place of our communion. Let us sit beyond these doors and rest with in these walls, when you rest with me you are in the highest form of alertness. Am I not the captain of the Host of heaven? I know how to rest, laugh, sing, and war. When David rested from wars he fell into sin. I know how to balance all of the above in a perfect harmony of watchfulness and wakefulness.
In this place, you will see as I see, and be able to properly discern the day, and all its watches. You have longed for the days of renewal, and sought to set its order, but the order that you have seen in days gone by, will not be in the days to come. Not only has the furniture been moved around, but the address isn’t the same. You never exit the gate you came in from. For the glory of the latter house will be greater than the former. Remember, my son- the Tabernacle of God is with men. The fire by night and cloud by day that leads a mobile assembly, in the Spirit, will have no walls.
Let not man’s perimeters, that quench my Spirit be your walls, even your limitations. Live with in the walls of my kingdom, and your work will not be limited. The questions of “how” will dissolve when the proper platforms are raised. Here in, you will fulfill the calling where by I have called you with, says The Lord. Monuments made of walls, with stones erected by men, who cut them out with their own hands are not where I have called you, nor is it where one should spend ones life in the pouring in of their goods or time. But, it truly is the mountain of the Lord, made not by human hands where I’ve called my people to stream to.
Now it shall come to pass in the latter days That the mountain of the Lord’s house Shall be established on the top of the mountains, And shall be exalted above the hills; And all nations shall flow to it. Many people shall come and say, “Come, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, To the house of the God of Jacob; He will teach us His ways, And we shall walk in His paths.” For out of Zion shall go forth the law, And the word of the Lord from Jerusalem. He shall judge between the nations, And rebuke many people; They shall beat their swords into plowshares, And their spears into pruning hooks; Nation shall not lift up sword against nation, Neither shall they learn war anymore.
Though many houses and many high walled places may call to you, and you shall stand with in them and preach my word, know your heart rests in Zion. Your spirit rests with in my house whose Chief Corner Stone the builders rejected, is it of no wonder you have been rejected, also, oh Living Stone? Where I am not, know you are out of place, also. They want the beauty of your colors, to crown their works, but not the order that supplies your proper settings. My jealousy for you, my son, has closed many doors, and been the cause of much rejection, let your wounded soul be healed knowing, I have not rejected you but I have chosen you. Living Stone you are set already, in a house made with out hands.
I have fashioned and formed you myself to fit where I have placed you, you are not displaced, but set among those that are mine, through the eyes of the Spirit, you will begin to understand true order. True placement, and finishing processes that perfect those placements, set by my Spirit, says the Lord. Then not only will you comprehend yourself as a living stone among many that makes my house, but you shall, also, be able to identify, and confirm my preparations in others releasing them in to my divine order, this is the true apostolic work of my kingdom of which you are being called.
The patience you will need to wait in- is for the embedded Stones captive in religious settings, even used to crown the works of men, to be dislodged from their satanic strongholds, in order that your ministry will locate and properly line them up for the order of my house, says God. Wait upon me, for this I am perfecting you. ( I see the Father holding smooth stones in His hand as if to clear them from the dust of where He brought them out of) these are those the Father is preparing to be entrusted to one who has been acquainted with their infirmity. (I hear in my spirit that the cutting of stones is a delicate operation, and this is, also, the Father’s work- extracting diamonds from the rough, new converts with clean slates, not marred by religious settings.)
These are those entrusted in the hands of those of whom I’ve anointed to equip them, you shall see them through my eyes, and in my ability that I’ve given you. You shall prepare them for their proper settings, in my house made not with hands of men, but this will be done by my Spirit, through you, for it surly is not by might nor by power, that my lively stones are placed in their settings in my kingdom, says the Lord. Note: In Christ there is no male no female Greek or Jew. But, I kept hearing the Lord Say, “I will be a Father to those Son’s like Joseph, (they have no Father but God, because of injustice in the earth.) This is to say for a lack of spiritual Father’s, as well. I also, saw that the Father wept over the orphans of the earth, and the widows. Hebrews 12.
My daughter was over for the weekend. I was up early in my routine, with he Lord, and she mentioned in passing that she was hungry, I knew we had nothing easy for her to go to, and that breakfast would require my full attention, so I explained to her that breakfast wasn’t going to be for awhile. No sooner had I said that, then I turned to Mathew 25: 31-46 in the bible that was in my hand. Of course, the words of Jesus saying, I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, grabbed my attention. Later, a prophetic declaration from the Spirit of The Lord, was spoken to us revolving around this paragraph in the New Testament.
The Son of Man Will Judge the Nations
“When the Son of Man comes in His glory, and all the holy angels with Him, then He will sit on the throne of His glory. All the nations will be gathered before Him, and He will separate them one from another, as a shepherd divides his sheep from the goats. And He will set the sheep on His right hand, but the goats on the left. Then the King will say to those on His right hand, ‘Come, you blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: for I was hungry and you gave Me food; I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me.’
“Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry and feed You, or thirsty and give You drink? When did we see You a stranger and take You in, or naked and clothe You? Or when did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?’ And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.’
After I read that passage, needless to say, I decided to get breakfast going for her. Later, again, the passage flopped open to us, when the bible was picked-up off the table, during our prayer time, and this is what came of our encounter with the Holy Spirit, in the following prophetic declaration.
To The Least Of These
“All of time is recorded in the books, these days are recorded in heaven and all that occurs on earth, occurs before my eyes”, says the Lord. “I have decreed special anointings and mercies that have been held up for such a time as now, and I am releasing greater reward for those that bless me, among mine, in every nation, and in every tongue, among men”, says the Lord. “Whosoever finds me in prison, and visits me, will he himself be visited. Feeds me, will be fed, clothes me and covers all manner of my nakedness, he himself shall not be made ashamed in his hour, he will rejoice in me, and I will cover him so long as he continues his trust towards me. For when he has done this to the least of those who are mine he has done this to me, and who are those that are mine? Are they not of whom I am their head and they are my body? Are they not, also, the least in all the lands, who look to me? Allow the little children to come to me, make away for them to come to me, help them to come to me, and you will not lose your reward. I’m saying, He who finds the Christian in this earth and blesses him, is blessing me, and he who finds the destitute, who looks to me, and helps them, helps me. This is the rod that separates the goats from the sheep before me, I will judge the nations, says the Lord, but this hour will determine where many will stand for blessing and for reward while I am being persecuted through out all nations, and my head, in the market place, is sold for a price. Remember, even for the fool who says there is no God, but shows mercy, in this life, will obtain mercies. For blessed are the merciful … And while there are those who are appointed as martyrs, who pay the ultimate price, in these services of love towards me, he will in no wise lose his reward, but that greater reward will find him. All, are named in my book, and numbered, until that number is complete. Does a sparrow fall to the ground and I don’t take note of it? Are these that are mine worth more than a sparrow? Surly, they were formed before my eyes in their mother’s womb, and I saw every one of their days, before there was yet any one of them.”
A third time this morning the Lord opened up this passage.
“Then He will also say to those on the left hand, ‘Depart from Me, you cursed, into the everlasting fire prepared for the devil and his angels: for I was hungry and you gave Me no food; I was thirsty and you gave Me no drink; I was a stranger and you did not take Me in, naked and you did not clothe Me, sick and in prison and you did not visit Me.’
“Then they also will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and did not minister to You?’ Then He will answer them, saying, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to Me.’ And these will go away into everlasting punishment, but the righteous into eternal life.”
“Indeed the nations that bless ME, AND SEND THEIR ENVOYS to the TEMPLE of My DWELLING, even the place of MY HOLY HABITATION, where my SPIRIT has rest, will certainly be blessed in my revealing, says The Lord, the one who IS, WAS, and IS TO COME. The Alpha and Omega, the BEGINNING and the END, the BRIGHT and MORNING STAR.”
Years ago, I had a dream that I was standing on a flatbed trailer singing to the four corners of the earth in a park. A park I ended up preaching in for a street gang outreach a few years later. Days after the dream, at a locked coliseum, during a prayer walk the Lord told us to prophecy keys for the door. Turning around, and having no thought to go in, we prophesied keys for the door, thinking it had to do with some future event. Less than a minute later the manager of the building’s maintenance rolled up in a pick-up and asked us if we needed the keys. By faith we said yes, not really understanding what God was doing. He opened the door and let us in to a coliseum that, later, Rodney Howard Brown would preach in and where the Rocker, Marylinn Manson, would put on a show while Christians picketed outside. When we walked inside the event center I noticed right away there was a flat-bed trailer I saw in my dream a few nights before. We walked up to the trailer anointed it with prayer, and claimed it for the glory of God. Such an odd encounter that day. We left in awe knowing we fulfilled a mission ordained of God. Days later, the Lord gave me an astounding conformation, again, about the flat-bed trailer. It was an article James Wilie published in the Morning Star Journal, that began with the same imagery I had in my dream. A woman standing on a flatbed trailer. The dream spoke of a generation lost because the church refused the music that actually was given to us in the first place. We know that music now as Rock and Roll. We will never know the original intent of this music called rock and roll, for in its infancy it was put out of the Church only to be filtered through the world before it found its way back again, tainted by a broken chain of custody. Little did I know at the time of James Wiley’s article that our three children would grow up as worship team members and leaders in the next decade, in three different states. We allowed them access to every anointed sound under heaven. Still, there was always a push back against the music that they naturally evolved in. To the point that worship services were a source of heart ache, the warfare resisting it not understood by those in charge, thinking to “tone it down” was the logical resolve. The music was fine for Christian concerts, but, resisted when integrated as worship in the church. Thankfully, I believe that mindset is behind us for the most part, yet, there are still many gathering places where the Body of Christ comes together, where this kind of philosophy rules. The gravity of warfare we were facing during that time was intensified when a music minister, and youth worship leader, both lost their lives, tragically, at the height of their impact in a region known as the cradle of former awakenings. Still to this day, in that region’s underground music scene there is a string of premature deaths in its wake, mostly do to accidents, sudden illnesses, and drugs. For our children, the music of their youth, like a wave has moved out to sea, to rise again another day. A blockade runner cannot go in the same way twice, right? As these things do, it’s not if but when, for each wave deposits its treasures to line the shores for that one great wave to carry it all in. The new decade brought more changes and new assignments, our oldest married, plays drums for his church, curiously, his secular music scene is predominately frequented by musicians from Christian homes, playing in secular bands. The youngest took his music behind the walls of obscurity. The music is now his worship between Him and God, and rarely played outside of his own studio. My daughter missing her companions, have moved on with her own life, as well, sharing her love to worship with her children. I walk the halls of the house of prayer, and like a glimmer of sunlight a sound breaks through the closed doors, from the back, as if heaven itself is behind them. I dare not even poke my head in, it sounds like a score from an epic movie. Am I hearing the previews of another era? Only God knows. Two years ago, I had another dream The Lord came to me as the SON of the Father’s house; a seed sower, husbandman, and harvester. He handed me two shear-cut, slated rocks, to play in a music machine that was in the style of a CD player. These rocks were sharp, jagged, and raw edged, around the outside; but, polished, and beautifully ingrained, on the inside. They looked like deeply embedded marbled streams of water, with white rapid swirls, taking on the appearance of white water rapids, pouring through mossy green embankments. I looked at the music machine asking the Lord, “Can we play Here Comes the Son?” He kept looking at the slated rocks and said, “I have these, I’ve had them all this time, will you hear them?” I said,”Lord wait, I’ll go tell them you’re here” though He wanted me to stay He relented, and let me go. I went into a back room where there, apparently, was a sixties slumber party of teenage girls just waking up. I told them who had showed up, wanting us to listen to the music stored on these sliced and polished stone discs. They screamed as if he were the Beatles, and they started to get dressed. I ran out to spend more time with him, again, asking to hear the song, Here Comes the Son. Again, he almost seemed slightly disappointed, he looked at the slated rocks in his hands. I felt moved for him, because he wanted so much to share these songs with me. I remembered the scripture … If these don’t then- the rocks will CRY out. I went back to hurry the girls, each time they were curling their hair, and primping, I pleaded to them please hurry, just come as you are, he is waiting, he has music He wants to show you, still they kept primping, each time I checked on them they were moving a little slower. Each time I left him alone he would hardly let me go. Finally, they became distracted and was doing other things the last I saw them, I spent the rest of the time left, with HIM. I was in my t-shirt and sweats, my hair was undone. None of that mattered to him as his eyes never looked away from mine. He looked a little forlorn because of the absence of the others but His joy that I was there never dimmed. HE TOLD me something about a famous song writer I never knew. When I woke up I researched it, and it was true, in the beginning his songs, lesser known, was about Yeshuah. Sadly, his music, rejected by the church so many years ago, did not end where it began in the era of His fame. What is this from heaven? What more to be discovered? What sounds, and songs are etched in the stones that are about to cry out? The Lord did not want to sing, “Here Comes The Son” though the melody was catchy, fun and sunny- a good thought for a rainy day, still it shadows in this one truth we cannot miss. In order to worship God in SPIRIT and in TRUTH we need to comprehend Jesus Christ IS Come, and through him and by Him we enter the throne room of GRACE where by we obtain MERCY in times of need. Similarly, worship is not past, nor future, it is BEING, WHOLE HEARTILY, present with HIM in HIS presence. No preparation apart from him will lead you to Him. Grace has made the way, boldly enter in. No new song, comes from with out, rather it comes from with in the presence of God. He is the author and the finisher of our faith. The Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. The Sower and the Harvester is the SON OF The FATHERS house. This people, these generations, who dolled themselves up for hours screaming for their idols- are a people so enthralled with preparations, approaches, and presentation, we missed this one thing. Time spent with Him. We cater to the former so much we miss the latter. Have you heard it said we need to acknowledge the older generation in our music? Play their old tunes to spark them up? Honoring the older generations is commendable, but in this they should be at the helm. I am that older generation, the tail-end of the Jesus movement harvest; and I can tell you if they are not in the inner courts now, they never will be. Simeon and Anna were waiting for the Lord in the temple daily according to Luke 2:35, elderly as they were, they did not want to miss a thing; not only did they greet and meet the generation that brought forth the Messiah, they prophesied and recognized, His arrival. Aged Simeon was led of The Lord to meet Jesus and His parents at the temple. Simeon prophesied over Him, and Anna was the first woman to preach Jesus among those looking for the Messiah. She never left the temple but stayed there day and night, she was a prophetess over 80 years old. It is God’s order that the elder generation meet the present day visitation as long as they are standing in their place, with enthusiasm, waiting for what they have been prophetically watching for [Lo] these many years. Always looking for Christ in His second coming, and the moves of His Spirit that will usher in His everlasting kingdom. As the scripture says, parents are for the children, not children for the parents. The Church has got to stop pandering to idol worshiping ears, that will never appreciate the sound of heaven but will bog down the assent in the fair way. So much is said about grooming the congregation into the act of worship so that they will not be left behind … Does it occur to anyone that is where they want most to be? Left behind? Shall we not go? Leadership is upset that the foyer fills up, rather than the altar, you compel, and compel, before you have entered in yourself, but few respond. The dream challenged me- in my determination to bring the “slumber party” to the place where they could hear these songs, I kept leaving the moment to bring others in. Risking what ever it was that God wanted to impart to me would be missed in the perishable moments called a VISITATION. SOMEONE, must receive from the Lord, or none ever will. The airlines tell us, “Put the oxygen mask on yourself first, then reach for those that cannot do it for themselves.” Why? Because if you don’t secure for yourself first, both will die for lack of oxygen. Christ first always. Cut off the pandering, put on the oxygen mask, get a fresh lung full of GOD BREATH, and then we’ll have what it takes to motivate the late arrivals. You see, there is always the danger of the former generation’s mindsets delaying the new. For Example, the wilderness generation that had to die off before the new generation could enter into the promise land. Save Caleb, another great elder, of great strength, and faith. So beneficial for the crossing over, how much His stories caused the younger generation to burn in their heart for the promised land. What to gain is Christ, and Christ alone. Let the slumber party sleep, they had their day. Had they stayed awake they never would have missed the INTRO that would have led them to the BRIDGE. Your encounter with the throne shall drench you with the dew of the morning. The thirsty will find it upon you, and seek for more, hold not back, let not the outer court, the FOYER LOVERS, the generations that refuse to budge, (unless their MUSIC IS PREDOMINANT, and their palate satisfied) dictate the MASTER’S IMPARTATIONS upon His WORSHIPPERS that will usher them into the APOSTOLIC rule and reign of CHRIST on this earth. For the nature of what is about to be released in the earth as far as the SOUND and the SONG will be unto Satan the stench of a death dirge, to his rule and reign. Those found worthy will wait upon Christ, if they miss it the ROCKs still will declare it, and another generation of lost WORSHIPPERS will become pawns of a sound and melody that incites idol worship, for by its very nature music sways the masses into singleness of mind that is manipulated to SERVE SOMEBODY, should the Church fail to receive it. Here Comes The Sons … How Satan so desires to have music born of heaven for it shall surely become the theme song to a new world order, if He can get His hands on it, and twist the gift of God for his own purposes, as he has in generations past. After all, Lucifer knows the power and influence of music. So then, let the sleepers lie. Move forward to your AWAKENING, the sound and the new song is creation in her groanings, singing harmony with the throne of God, in this shall your generations come from out of their GRAVES. Does not this present generation love to act out the NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD? IS NOT THE ZOMBIE NATION this generation’s walking dead? Is the earth itself not groaning horrors? Shall not the stars fall down from the sky? What kind of music will come out of heaven and declare this generation? Even define its high call? Will not a Holy Tempest stir up from with in, and join the fountain heads and rivers from the corporate priesthood, and Holy Race? THE LIVING WATERS, Rushing down over the evergreen embankments, where all that is living breathes? The STONES are cut and polished smooth, what is this sound of heaven, that Christ is so enthralled about giving us? This one who came to me as the SON of the Fathers House who is the author and finisher of our faith. As music interprets a generation, as it somehow relates to them, as they are conduits that carry heaven’s composition, so it is worth contending for, waiting on heaven to receive, until it comes. The Worshipers go first, they head up the processions of victory, it is from the HEARING realm we shall first be alerted before the great day. For as it is written: With the voice of an arch angle and the trump of God … So let us have ears to hear, the sounds that come from Heaven. For out of it will come the fire of God that burns the incense of our worship, releasing the aroma, even the fragrances that mingle with His glory, come from His throne. 2 Corinthians 2:16 (AMP) For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the latter it is an aroma [wafted] from death to death [a fatal odor, the smell of doom]; to the former it is an aroma from life to life [a vital fragrance, living and fresh]. And who is qualified (fit and sufficient) for these things? [Who is able for such a ministry? We?]
Issues of the heart. In this Podcast we finish the Spirit Life Perspectives series SUBTITLED How Not To Become A False Prophet, and begin to trail blaze into matters of the heart, letting the Holy Spirit take us where He wants to go. I believe there is an anointing on this episode for the embattled warrior resisting the roots of bitterness that they know are so toxic to the soul. LOVE BELIEVES all things. A journey into the CHAMBERS OF THE HEART of MEN, that God says CAN BE exceedingly wicked. Thank GOD for the precious BLOOD of our PASSOVER LAMB, YESHUAH.
The difference between the many who are called, and the few who are chosen. It all lies in our response to the word of God when we hear it. What stirs hell to attention? You. What you do with what you are given. The kingdom of God belongs to those who take hold of it. Not many wise, not many noble, but those considered weak by this worlds standards, putting to shame the strength of this world. HIS strength is made perfect in our weakness. To become a champion of the faith is to respond to the call of God, trusting Him with our lives to do the impossible, through us.
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In your book they were all written- days that were ordained for us to live, your thoughts were precious towards us.
Many, LORD my God, are the wonders you have done, the things you planned for us. None can compare with you; were I to speak and tell of your deeds, they would be too many to declare.
You who bring good news to Zion, go up on a high mountain. You who bring good news to Jerusalem, lift up your voice with a shout, lift it up, do not be afraid; say to the towns of Judah, “Here is your God!”
You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands.
“The days are coming,” declares the LORD, “when I will raise up for David a righteous Branch, a King who will reign wisely and do what is just and right in the land.
In his days Judah will be saved and Israel will live in safety. This is the name by which he will be called: The LORD Our Righteous Savior.
Instead, they will serve the LORD their God and David their king, whom I will raise up for them.
“‘So do not be afraid, Jacob my servant; do not be dismayed, Israel,’ declares the LORD. ‘I will surely save you out of a distant place, your descendants from the land of their exile. Jacob will again have peace and security, and no one will make him afraid.
“This is what the LORD says: “‘I will restore the fortunes of Jacob’s tents and have compassion on his dwellings; the city will be rebuilt on her ruins, and the palace will stand in its proper place.
So there is hope for your descendants,” declares the LORD. “Your children will return to their own land.
“Therefore say: ‘This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Although I sent them far away among the nations and scattered them among the countries, yet for a little while I have been a sanctuary for them in the countries where they have gone.’
There I will give her back her vineyards, and will make the Valley of Achor a door of hope. There she will respond as in the days of her youth, as in the day she came up out of Egypt.
“so now I have determined to do good again to Jerusalem and Judah. Do not be afraid.
This third I will put into the fire; I will refine them like silver and test them like gold. They will call on my name and I will answer them; I will say, ‘They are my people,’ and they will say, ‘The LORD is our God.'”
It was a quiet evening at sundown as I walked around the corner of my house. When I looked up towards the western sky I was startled to see our willow tree sorely pruned. I looked at it wondering if it would ever grow back to its original stature. All of its delicate branches curled down ward were gone. Could it ever be beautiful again? I felt a little sadness, somehow I knew it had to be this way. The tree was cleared of every pest infested, diseased, and broken branch. It was a clearing of the (would be) debris field before the storm. Something caught my eye to the right, as the sky darkened. A movement towards me, I then realized a book was being placed before me. It was a teal colored, thin, book with a long title; embossed in gold lettering. I couldn’t make out the entire title of the book, but was able to see these words very clear as the gold lettering glowed in the twilight, the words read-
Earlier that day I had literally drove past a tree much like the one I saw in this prophetic dream. It was located on the corner of Government and Sycamore. Immediately, when I saw the tree pruned as it was, I felt the Spirit of God come over me and I knew a message would be drawn from what I seen, and one did. A recording of it can be found at Remnant Nation Radio with Newine Pouring. The Winnowed and The Pruned along with Clearing The Debris Field are two parts of a whole. One addresses Christian America, the other, all of those in Christ. To drive home the point, the city I live in had began to prune trees away from the power lines up and down the streets, they did this the entire week I was preparing to record the pod-cast. I could not help take from that, a parallel of how much our broken, pest infested, and diseased branches of government are needing this word regarding the winnowed and the pruned, in order to retain its power and influence in the earth.
Weeks later, when an ice storm rolled into the region our little community was the few that did not have power interruptions. The fact of the matter is that we will have storms, how we fare when we do depends on our preparation, and readiness to respond to the Spirit of God. God wills that NO MAN perishes, but that all come to the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ.
Most of us understand the significance of the Sycamore tree explained very well in the book called the Harbinger by Jonathan Cahn. While we as a country have pushed upward and onward, endeavoring to rebuild where we have been broken, we have ignored the lessons of the kingdom regarding what it takes to become strong. Humble yourself in the sight of the Lord, and He will lift you up. To be God strong in America we must decrease, bow our greatness to the sovereign God in repentances, and become the people who are the winnowed, and the pruned. This in return will remove the debris field before the storm, rather than after, where time and chance takes its erratic path.
in a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls upon the children of men …
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