Word of the Lord 9/1/2022
My prayer: Lord, bring it! Father. Dad. I trust You!
Not the global elite
Not the drug and traffic cartels
Not the carnal, pagan and corrupt politicians
Not the intellects of this planet, past or present
Not the famous and infamous
Not every telepreacher asking for money
Not my peers
I trust You!
So, bring it.
Cleanse the metropolises with Your floods.
Burn down the empires of the wicked.
Expose the lofty of their true plans.
Bring war if we are to fight the good fight.
Bring truth to enlighten the masses.
Bring supernatural healing to bring down the money-grubbing pharmaceuticals and insurance hacks.
Bring famine to start the gluttonous self-important rulers.
Bring tornadoes and hurricanes to rip through the high places with their ugly and disdainful organizations.
Bring darkness to shut down their communication. Cut the electricity and power to stop them dead in their tracks.
To them I say, Enough! No more! This far and no further! You have been weighed and found wanting. You have been measured and marked lacking.
And, NOW, says the Spirit of the Lord, It's MY turn. (I see a rolling of sleeves and a cracking of knuckles in the spirit.)
Hold on, My Children - it's about to get real in here. Do NOT fear. I've got you. I hold you in My right hand while I parry with my left. Now I will immobilize the enemy and strike him down so hard he will be paralyzed.
My children, watch ME do the work. Pray and stay protected in My right hand. Watch the Father strike down your enemy with one quick blow.
Do not focus on the news. Do not focus on the terrain. Do not focus on the world's panic.
I will turn off their news and social media, so the world is forced to look to Me for their help.
These are exciting times, My children. Do not fear the one that can take the body... he must get permission from Me. I (emphasis on I) decide who the angel of death visits. My angel brings My children home to their heavenly world where I reward them. Do not feel pity on the dead. Feel pity on those still on the earth.
I am a patient God. I give chance after chance for repentance. For some, they are pleased to come be Mine. For others it takes a tearing down of their entire world until they are forced to look to Me for salvation. Even then, My dear children, I have pity on them.
To those who still refuse to repent - There is nothing left for Me to do. They have free will.
So when the mountains shake and the seas cover the earth - I will spare My children (those in My right hand) and I will spare those that will soon turn to Me. But know it is I that does it. That will be your signal to speak truth, to praise Me for My love and good works and the dismantling of the enemies interwoven government which enslaves My children while promoting satanists to power. Speak My truth. Speak My gospel. Speak My glory.
How, Lord, can we speak Your praise and glory when the world is falling apart and people and places are being destroyed and laid waste?
My beautiful, wonderful Children that I love - You must speak My truth and glory for those that need to hear the truth. They will look to you for answers and guess what? You have them!
You have My word.
You have My blessing.
You have My authority.
You have My truth.
"I'm sorry your house is gone. The Lord is building you a heavenly mansion when you turn to Him," say.
"I'm sorry your farm is gone. My church will help with your needs if you repent."
"I'm sorry you've lost a loved one. We mourn those not with us while rejoicing that we have eternal life with our Father Who provides our every need. Do you know Jesus?"
Do not wait for the pastor to reach them. My ambassadors only need to start speaking My truth in their daily lives for them to accept Me.
Pastors - stretch out the tent stakes and prepare for the throngs. Don't worry about the finances - I will bless you abundantly - even your own family. You will not lack for anything.
When, Lord? When will all this happen?
My children, it has begun already. Do not wait for the the news' report. Listen to My report. It's about to grow exponentially - deaths, flooding, even wars.
You have your assignment - Speak My truth. Keep your armor updated and wear it proudly - when you put it on, you are wearing My protection, anointing, glory and authority.
Let's do this. I LOVE you. You will rejoice and be glad. I promise.
Dad