“Sit now. There is much to discuss. Be not busy about many things right now. Sit at My feet. Still your heart and mind. I have downloads for you, Spirit words brimming with life and power; Spirit words full of nourishment for this very hour. Words unheard within the halls of Christian city; sights unseen on channels daily viewed; secret scrolls unfurled for you alone to gaze upon and ponder. Vaults are opening now, words stored for a time of war; commandments put on ice until the day that burns like an oven; angel-scribe recordings of meetings held before it all, stamped, sealed and kept for certain saints, expressly tried and sifted from the pack; My top brass bowed low before my feet. Faceless ones indeed, with no desire for earthly fame or banners lifted to their names. Content to be amongst the lamps of fire that burn with holy light, satisfied to sit within the council of the burning ones; these few, plugged in, transmit raw power of My heard words, give understanding for the hour, that sheep may cross, surefooted, on the stepping stones of syllables placed just right among the flood of filth spewed from old slewfoot’s mouth.
Ahithophel may expound on bringing my sons dead to ground, but I foreknew and I forespoke, not words long chanted, known by rote, but sounds to cut the static, slice through wave on wave of clutter. I AM is serving up NOW words on silver platters brought by bondslave ones. Sons of dew; My secret weapons, donning servant towels and bending low to wash My inner circle’s feet. Just these I need, a handful sowed, a very few, to sanctify the harvesters who go, like arrows shot – Heaven’s Dawn Raid deployment, heavy latter rain of saints sent against a stormy sky to scour the byways, bring the ones and twos, to find their places, take their seats at banquet table of the Son; the Lamb once slain, the Worthy One to open scroll, to break the seals; its detailed blueprint now revealed.”
Disguise now stripped, the dark ones fall, as God Eternal, ruling all, is handing scepters to the ones who’ve overcome, His proven sons. Well pleased, He sets them now in place, planted to rule, extend His grace, with righteous judgements, speak His mind, a breed of princes, Heaven’s kind, establishing His Kingdom rule. His will is done right here on earth; as it is written, every word, by those who see and only speak when hearing Him; only move when His hand moves. Kings and priests released to reign, holy crown who know His mind; the harnessed ones, Spirit-led, positioned in their starting gates, can sense the wind of change has come. With focused eye and listening hearts, they wait. Equipped and trained and all in place. A trumpet sound, an open way, the Breaker goes before. A throng released, each in his place, it’s time to run the Face-to-Face; the final leg; the Kingdom race.
Job 38:22 Have you entered the treasuries of the snow, or have you seen the treasuries of the hail, Job 38:23 Which I have reserved for the time of trouble, for the day of battle and war?
Isa 28:2 Behold, the Lord is a mighty and strong one, like a hailstorm, a destroying storm; like a flood of mighty waters overflowing, He casts down to the earth with the hand.
Isa 28:16 Therefore thus saith the Lord GOD, Behold, I lay in Zion for a foundation a stone, a tried stone, a precious corner stone, a sure foundation: he that believeth shall not make haste. Isa 28:17 Judgment also will I lay to the line, and righteousness to the plummet: and the hail shall sweep away the refuge of lies, and the waters shall overflow the hiding place. Isa 28:18 And your covenant with death shall be disannulled, and your agreement with hell shall not stand; when the overflowing scourge shall pass through, then ye shall be trodden down by it. Isa 28:19 As often as it passes through, it [the enemy’s scourge] will take you; for morning by morning will it pass through, by day and by night. And it will be utter terror merely to hear and comprehend the report and the message of it