"I came not to send peace but a sword." Matthew 10:37

"Jesus came to send a sword through every peace, that is not based on a personal relationship with Him." Oswald Chambers

I feel my peace in various aspects in my life have been greatly disturbed. I find most of my peace was found in my own self-confidence and abilities instead of in my Beloved. We set our peace based on the abilities of others, health, our job, or money. If they are are in place then we have peace, but these securities do not rest in Jesus but in the world. If they would fall, or even one fall, peace would be disturbed and rest would be a story once experienced in the past.

Our trust in what the world offers is rooted in things that are seen. Faith is putting our trust in the things that are unseen, the deep love of Jesus Christ. We almost do not realize this relationship we have with the world until something in it is shaken, because we then are shaken too and realize our trust and security must lie in our relationship with Him.

God is sending out many swords to disturb the worldly peace in Christians. This disruption is necessary to establish His bride to her fullness before Jesus returns. God is shaking and sending these swords to those who love Him before they are sent to the rest of the earth. These swords are sent out to prepare us for the hard times to come, for our peace will then rest in Jesus alone. When all the world is shaking and all humanity suffers the effects, those who have found their peace in Christ will be unshakable. They will become a refuge to the lost and shaken.

Take hold and trust the Lord in the work He is doing in you today. It is a work that will ground and establish you. One of the greatest fruits that will be established in the hearts of believers in these times to come is peace.

"Peace I leave with you. My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid." John 14:27

Not of this world

It's so alluring how we can become consumed by the culture of the world. How much of us look like the world. We act, dress, speak, and laugh at the same things that those who do not know Jesus. Does not Jesus call us to be only in the world and not of it? This culture of consumerism and prosperity has gripped the church around her neck and is sending her into a tail spin. It's a death where the focus is not purely on Jesus.

"For what profit is it to a man if he gains the whole world and loses his own soul? Or what will a man give in exchange for his soul?" Matthew 16:26

We have found such value in things that do not matter. I'm confronted with the question: Where does your identity rest? The latest fashion trend, diet food craze, man-made doctrine and hypocrisy, or should we ever even slip into what people care to think about us. The fear of man can rule us to a point where we change who we are to fit the needs and perceptions of others. We can be so ruled by the systems of this world, politics, money, lustful desires; it just surrounds us.

I often feel so overweight. This is a heaviness that surrounds and pulls me down because a battle that I face every day. Surrender. To give my life, my everything, to my Jesus. Nothing else matters. Fancy cars, houses, and clothes, it's all going to pass away. What will He find when it all passes away? How much will you allow yourself to be shaken? To lose yourself in Jesus where you soon find that nothing matters except loving and being loved by Him.

"...If anyone desires to come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow Me. For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake will find it." Matthew 16:24-25

The pressures of this world are a reality but we must realize who we are in Christ: the bride, holy, anointed ones who are set apart, overcomers, strong and mighty! These are the days that God wants to restore righteousness, holiness and purity back to His church. It's the last wave of glory that He will bring. A faith tested through fire, impurities removed, and a church who is still standing and waiting for the return of the Bridegroom.

I want to say to the church, that we must flee from the idolatry of our times and be separated from the world. We must die to ourselves to can truly live in Jesus. We have nothing to lose but ourselves and the reward is being found in Jesus. I tell the church to hold fast to Word and find rest in His presence. You will look different from those around you, the world and the church. Discern the times. Arise and take ahold of the prize.

The broken church... and my broken spirit.

What I have been experiencing since this past year, after Holy Given, has surmounted to last night. What was once familiar and what I would say belongs to me, is no longer apart of me anymore. I have put too much of my identity in the church, in man's eyes, my very being into what my church is about. Again, I find we missed it. We missed your heart about everything. What you have shown me I do not deserve but I will listen to your voice and follow you.

I have placed too much of my trust and confidence and identity in man and I see your saddened face for the church. Let me see Father, let me see. I feel so alone Jesus, so alone. But I know you will never leave me. There will be great times of being alone ahead so I must trust you and be faithful to what you now show me that although I am lost in the world, that I am truly found in you. Everything that I felt I had to offer to the body has fallen from it's high place and has been made dust among the rocks. My gifts, my position, my worship, my words now seem like icing on a bitter cake.

This entire process has been entirely too uncomfortable- the church's worldly culture, the offerings messages, concert atmospheres, tattoos and piercings. I return to you my Father. I return to you. In these revelations I chose to have my heart act and speak out of love. That I would love the church as she is, spotted, tired, deceived and hurt. For love covers a multitude of sins and I must be that physical manifestation of your presence.

God I feel I have been unfaithful over and over again in so many ways that I do not deserve all the forgiveness you extend to me. It's true, because I don't deserve it, but you, Lord Jesus, willingly laid down and offered your life so we could be together. Your blood and your sacrifice is something far beyond my comprehension and I desire deeper revelation of it in my spirit. Lord, your love and your compassion towards me is the only thing that keeps me alive.

Off to Europe I go!

To all my friends, family and faithful blog readers who I have yet to meet. I wanted to let you know that I will be going to Europe for five weeks with Global Celebration to Romania, Bulgaria, and Turkey, then doing ministry in France. The funds needed to be raised is $4500 and I would love your prayer or financial support.
Please visit my new page "Treasures for the Nations" to find how you can help support me in making a huge impact for the kingdom. A description of the trip is on that blog. I am selling bracelets on Treasures for the Nations and paintings on Brushstrokes from the Bride.
Please contact me if you have any questions about the trip or to place an order. TreasuresForTheNations@gmail.com

This is a place I call home.

Harrisburg. My heart feels overwhelmed and burdened by the oppression of many things. People are living with a void and it is ruining their lives. Starving for anything, a meager portion, that will temporarily fulfill the cravings of a heart that struggles to be satisfied. The pleasures of this world are nothing. I speak about both believers and nonbelievers. For who can compare anything to the love of Jesus Christ.

The kids are cussing, smoking, mothers yelling, and I see a 5am drug deal go down on the corner of my street. Trash fills the park, the street, people's front steps, and shattered glass creates a mosaic on the side walks. No one seems to care. To endless dogs barking, the car alarms, and loud music roaring with those cheap bass systems, nothing seems to bother anyone here. The pregnant girls walk down the streets looking like they want to have yet another child by their attitude and dress. The countless boarded up homes and decaying buildings reflect the hearts of those who inhabit this this area. My city is in a vicious cycle that will soon spiral to death unless something is done. The spirit of poverty is greatly welcomed here. No chance to get ahead, or get off welfare, or even dare to dream. The darkness is thick but there is hope.

This is a place I call home. The need here is so great yet I am so little. I'm reminded that I serve such a big God. I'm comforted knowing what God can do to change nations through people like Martin Luther King Jr., Einstein, Lincoln, F.D. Roosevelt, and Mother Theresa to name a few. Should I dare dream that God would use me in such a great capacity as this? I look up at the deep night sky and see the beautiful stars glisten as the city calms down and takes its place in rest on this Wednesday night. A glistening star catches my eyes and I laugh out loud as I hear the Holy Spirit say, "That's you my love." I'm just a little light in the darkness, or so it seems from this point of view on Earth.

At the capital of our state, in the ghetto of Allison Hill, on a small street that isn't even given a big street sign, lives a girl with big dreams. Dreams starting with a small hope to change just one life, then maybe a family, then an entire street, a city, a country, then nations. I mean why not? What else better do I have to do than to dream? Worry my life away, be comfortable, do the same old routine day in and day out? I refuse to live in fear and live in faith. What's the worst that could happen? Jesus is coming back through His bride before He returns. I want to be that virgin waiting with her lamp filled. As my spirit dreams off on loving the untouchables and loving the prostitutes of India, I am brought back to the now of life, living in a place no normal person would choose to live. This is my home and I love it.

I have a dream to see my street without trash, cussing, drugs, and weapons. I will not allow it. Like Bishop Garlington says, "Nothing happens in the Kingdom until something is said." There will be no trash, cussing, drugs, weapons, adultery and no demonic activity on my street. Seems like a lot huh? Yeah, I thought so too. I pray the Lord takes this mustard seed sized heart and uses it mightily so the name of Jesus is glorified. Even though we see ourselves as a small star in the sky, I know God sees us as so much greater. We don't reflect light, we give light, because the Light is in us. I believe God sees us as the greatest star in the solar system, the sun. We cannot even begin to imagine the potential we have in the Kingdom. The rest of the universe revolves around the sun, and I know the rest of the world revolves around us, because Christ is in us, Praise the Lord.

It's so much quieter now, almost too quiet. Maybe I won't have to use my heater fan tonight to drown out the noise. I hope I have a restful night tonight, that really would be nice. The silence is broken by a car driving up the road rattling with the bass in its trunk. I don't understand it because sounds like bad music to me. I guess I have a lot to learn about the culture here. It's been about 1.5 weeks since I moved here and I'm already asking the Lord to enlarge my heart so more of Him can rest in me.

Revival is coming to Harrisburg. Or dare I dream bigger and say a revolution. I pray more suns into the city. We are world changers. We just have to believe it.

New Diamonds Are Coming.

In the past two days I have had two visions with the Lord and I would like the share them. I have sought the Lord for revelation and this is what I believe He is saying.

The vision...

I put out my hand and this amazing diamond started to form right before me. It was indescribable as all this diamond and glory dust came onto my hand. I was so happy and utterly amazed. I have never seen something so huge and beautiful form so fast. It formed into a diamond and silver bird measuring about 3/4 of inch in my palm.

I then put out my hand again and another beautiful something started to form. People of the church came over to watch. It was like all the stars from the universe were coming into my hand. Different sized diamond dust particles were just swirling around and settling in my hand. My hands felt so weird and tingly and almost swollen at the same time. Then large flakes were coming down and covering the beautiful jewel.

As it the diamond was finishing being formed in my hand a child came over and hit my hand so the diamond fell apart. I kept waiting for it to reform but the process was so much slower now. The child just laughed and seemed not to care.

At Shift on Friday during worship I saw this huge golden wall come from heaven. The pieces of the wall were the size of cinder blocks. I saw myself with my hands near my waist hold this wall up, even though it was coming down. I began to feel very weighty and saw myself in the vision fighting to keep this golden wall up.

I believe that there is a great increase in signs and wonders coming to the church. There is also an anointing for these signs and wonders on the hands of believers as the miracles increase in the atmosphere around us. We must not resist the glory coming as it will look different than previous waves. The heaviness of the glory is represented by the golden wall coming down. I believe that a lack of freedom is hindering this exponential glory to be released. It is our response to the freedom which Christ offers that will release these signs and wonders.

Although children are often represented by child-like faith, I believe the child in the vision is represented by the ignorance of the church. Most of the church is ignorant of how great the Father’s love is for us. Perfect Love casts out all fear and those without love are kept in bondage without experiencing freedom. The Father's love breaks barriers releasing the freedom which leads to the signs and wonders of His glory in the church. The church will take this to the world and all will see the majesty and power of the Lord.

Roman noodles, harmonicas, feathers, and Jesus.

The air is crisp on this cold night in Harrisburg and there is not even a cloud in the sky. There are some stars out as I wonder if there will be enough sandwiches for all the hungry. A few wait under the big concrete bridge for a glance of freedom and warmth as the Bethesda mission van rolls up. The crates come out, and the hot water gets placed on them for hot chocolate and roman noodle makings. Their long bushy beards, missing teeth, and smiles of hope ring true in my heart that I am home. I was created for this. Who could not love these men in their addiction and brokenness. Each has a story to tell which is so unique yet they are all the same. I struggle for words to say but then remember they are people too, not much different than I.

Larry is my favorite. With alcohol on his breath and stuff stuck in his beard, he plays his harmonica and sings his 70's songs as if he was performing in front of thousands. He always shares with me about how he has double frost bite on his toes and how he does not think he is going to make it. All I can do is pray. Larry soon falls over because he is so intoxicated then is walked back under the bridge to lay down only to start the next day begging for more money to feed his addiction. God loves Larry just as much has He loves me.

And Cherokee. I see feathers in his hair as if he was still on the reservation in New Mexico. His face does not show it but I know he longs for home again. His long dark hair and tinseled eyes touch my heart as he sings songs on his out of tune guitar. He has some things to take care of before he goes home. I've never seen him light up as he did tonight as he played the guitar. He was playing in front of thousands as well.

What dreams these men must have had. Most still have them, some have lost all hope. I see this huge hand from the ground desiring to grab them and keep them in their state but I also know all of heaven is watching for some lost sheep to return home to their Father.

As I look into the sky at the buildings towering around me, Cherokee sings one last song. He receives a simple yet joyful applause of the seven volunteers and humbly thanks us, as I see the face of renewed hope leaving for another cold night on the streets.

House stones and giants.

"There we saw the giants; and we were like grasshoppers in our own sight, and so we were in their sight.” Numbers 13:33

It's hard to believe that in less than a month I will be in my Obed-Edom. Over the past few weeks God has just birthed so much dream into this house. I'm learning that we have to fight for things that we really want. Getting this house has been like taking on a part time job. I'm facing the giants in the land that want to stop me at the gates from possessing what is rightly the Kingdoms. I've fought with everything I know and have learned in my seven years with the Lord. Sometimes the only thing that keeps me going is this dream. Knowing the dream is bigger than I, I know it's okay to feel so small among the demands of this great world.

Once issues are resolved, I continue to have the same giant come and throw the same stone in my path. This giant is money. Despite me tripping, falling, and having a few scrapes on the way, I must go on. When you see the face of Jesus nothing will stop you. This wasteland I'm going through to get to my Promise Land has not been very pretty. But what remains beautiful among these stumbling stones in the wilderness is my Jesus. His heart, to love a doubter who is a shaken and scared little girl like me. That's what a Father does.

I see my Promise Land and have already met people in my land who has the same heart. It's all going to be okay, it's going to be worth it all. All I continue to fall on is what is true. God keeps telling me that He will never leave me and that He is with me always. Knowing this shatters the many lies that have been lodged at me from the enemy. I know the enemy is mad. Good. He's stupid and defeated anyway. So in the words of Andrew Sherman, "Shove it!" I think laughter silences the enemy too :)

Possessing this land as I enter the gates of my city is such a pivotal moment for me right now. Please pray that I remain strong and strengthened in the Lord. This year I have already done many things which I have never done before. I might physically be the size of a grasshopper in comparison to this dream but the giants don't need to know that. What if I was the most giantest giant? What now huh?! I guess the most beautiful biggest person is Jesus, and He lives in me. That qualifies me to do anything, even to over come the giants.

My Obed-Edom is here.

I found a house. It's such a lovely little house on Vernon St. It's a place where the glory of the Lord will rest as well as those in Harrisburg city.

I was encouraged by a dear friend of mine (Shannon) just to give everything to the Lord a few weeks ago, including my list of what was going to be in the house. Two nights later I had a dream about a house that I felt in love with. I was very nervous because well it's a BIG thing and probably one of the most important decisions I've made in my life. In my dream I looked outside and there was a playground across the street. There were a lot of african american kids playing and single mothers. I was taken back and knew that the Lord wanted me to disciple these women, which I have never even though of. When I woke up I remembered that I previously looked at a house about 2 months ago with a playground across the street but just wasn't quite feeling it. I shared the dream with this dear friend of mine and she encouraged me to go back and see this house. So I did.

I prayed a lot and asked for a lot of wisdom and tried not to be too anxious or even over spiritualize the dream.. I just wanted to know if it was the house or not. Well I went into the house and the owner was previously working on the house and left the Christian music blaring. My eyes watered up and I just knew and grew excited. I keep thinking about this house. I also think about the 13th street house that I felt I lost about 2 months ago. I now realize that with the 13th street house there were so many condemned houses in the area that there were hardly any people walking by because the block was kinda dead except the normal busy 13th street traffic.

I have settlement March 14th. I see my Promise Land. I'm so blessed to be a vessel of the Lord to be poured out for all people. I just want to be used. This is such a quick birthing of a vision because it was only October when he put it on my heart to buy a house. Now, six months later I will be a homeowner. I really believe this quickness in the spirit is just evidence that revival over the earth will soon break forth.

We must continue to remain in Him. I in Him and Him in me. What if we did everything God tells us to do? Can you just imagine what would happen? How many lives would be affected? We have to remain FAT- faithful, available, teachable. I wrestle with each of those words almost daily. But it brings me closer to God. I can begin to see His face and He gives me part of His heart to carry and to be a voice to this generation. I want to be that voice where there is none and be love where there is no love. That's the gospel and that's what I am.

Creating invisible walls and walking through them.

"For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war according to the flesh. For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ"
2 Corinthians 10:3-5

I'm reading The Dream Giver by Bruce Wilkinson and it's an incredible story of a nobody named Ordinary in pursuit of a dream that is bigger than the world he lives in. When he came to the border to leave Comfort Zone it says fear kept growing and Ordinary took a step forward "right through the invisible wall of fear."

God gave me such a revelation in my life how we can create these invisible walls in our lives. Fear, rejection, depression, all those emotions and walls we create and struggle through are invisible. It's invisible. Circumstances and our human nature lead us to create these walls in our minds and hearts.

Seeing is believing. When we see things, we believe them. When we see things in our dreams, in the supernatural, it happens in the natural. It's called faith. The Lord is showing me that just as we have the potential to create good in the natural by our thoughts and beliefs, we also have the potential to create things that can hinder us. These walls can become so real to us in our minds that it becomes a reality here on earth. We create invisible walls in the natural. Ever fear the worst and then it happens? Just as belief creates things unseen, so can fear. We can role play in our minds the worst thing that could happen and think what if we did this or that. We create that invisible wall preventing us from going forward. The best things about it is that the wall is invisible and despite the wild stories we can create in our minds the Word of God is still stronger. We just have to believe.

Fear of anything immobilizes us. We must continue to abide in the living God for perfect love casts out all fear. Wilkinson says, "Courage is not the absence of fear; rather it's choosing to act in spite of fear. You could say that without fear, you can't have genuine courage." We must do the very thing we fear. I feared buying a house, so I bought a house. Maybe you fear starting your own business, so overcome that fear and start your own business. After all, if the wall is invisible, how is it going to stop you?

Sometimes I believe our minds can be our worst enemy. Yes, there is a war going on between the light and darkness, but sometimes I think the biggest war is within us, between us and God. God, I want to give you 'that', but I still want to hold on 'this' just for a little while longer. Our minds are so powerful yet they must be influenced by the heart of God before the dream becomes a reality. We must believe the Word of God over any and all circumstances in our lives. We must believe Truth over lies. I must let Truth prevail always. It's the only thing that keeps me alive.

It's time to walk children of God. To walk through walls we have created in our minds. There are gates in these walls and on the other side awaits destiny. You will prevail for the Truth is in you. Take a step forward through your invisible wall. Find me waiting with more of what you were looking for on the other side.

Raising the dead.

"By faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the word of God, so that the things which are seen were not made of things which are visible."
Hebrews 11:3

God makes me laugh sometimes. He showed me that He is greater than my lack of faith or fear. We need to just simply do what He says. We need to do what we know in order to know what to do.

The science teacher next to my room put her gerbil in one of those balls to run around in the classroom while the kids weren't there. One of the teachers came in and kicked the ball really hard thinking it was a beach ball. As it was kicked, the lid came off and little Nebby flew out and smacked against the wall and laid motionless. When the gerbil came to it really wasn't moving but its heart was racing so fast. Over the next minute a few more teachers gathered around and Nebby started moving his arms a little but his heart rate dropped significantly to the point where it was dangerous. Blood started coming out of his nose and we knew he was a gonner because there was internal bleeding. Then his heart stopped and stopped moving then pooped (which is a sign an animal is dead.)

As he was laid out on the table and one of the teachers said, "Emilie do something!" What was I supposed to do?! Without thinking I just laid my hand on the little guy and said, "In the name of Jesus I command the spirit back into this animal!" Within five seconds, boom he was alive! The teachers screamed because we knew he was dead before! It wasn't the normal being raised from the dead where the fingers start moving, then toes, then it starts breathing, but it was immediate and it ran all around! Ha ha! I was asked to tell the story over and over again giving Jesus all the glory in this public school.

I don't know what I was thinking when I asked God to raise a gerbil from the dead. I don't think I was thinking. Sometimes I think we think too much where we actually think who God truly is away. I didn't really expect it like, yes I know he will be alive again, but just did what was in me to do. I mean why not? What's the worst that could happen, he dies? Or God could just show up and do what is normal in the kingdom. I honestly do not count myself as a woman of great faith but I do know the Father loves me. It's really all about Jesus. Without love we are nothing. We can raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, give everything away to the poor, and give our bodies but without love we are nothing.

I thinking there's something significant in acting in the moment God speaks. A moment of hesitation causes doubt to flood in and we could miss walking through that window of opportunity and miss the miracle. We are supposed to have an expectation in things that are not seen to be seen. Gods words spoke this earth into existence. The invisible becoming visible. I believe that is what happened with Nebby. God's words spoke the gerbil's invisible spirit back into him. The evidence of this was something seen, he became alive. We have resurrection power flowing on the inside. It must get out by our voice. Speak, speak, speak words of life over all dead situations and bring forth life beloved of God! In doing so, you bring heaven to earth.

Bones Are Shaking!

The other night, while in prayer the presence of the Lord came so heavy I could feel the weight of his glory on my chest. I then heard bones. Bones were rattling. They were shaking and shaking and shaking non stop! The vision focused on thigh and hip bones. There is a great shaking of bones occurring. It was so loud in the spirit that I almost had to cover my hears.

I was lead to Ezekiel 37 about how Ezekiel prophesied to the dry bones to come together, then for skin to come over them, then for breath to enter so there would be full life in the body. Verse ten reads, "So I prophesied as He commanded me, and breath came into the them and they lived, and stood upon their feet an exceedingly great army."

The bones I already saw were standing but they were without skin. I said, Lord how can this be? The Lord said, "You must be clothed with humility." Oh God our destruction lies in pride. We can have the bones and breath in us that Ezekiel prophesied but be so naked. Pride kills us and separates us from God. Because the bones were shaking I knew they would soon fall and lie again on the earth. We must be clothed with humility to be this exceedingly great army of the Lord.

I then asked the Lord about the significance of the leg and hip bones in the vision. I came across in Daniel 5 when King Belshazzar exalted himself above all in the nation and brought in the gold of his father Nebuchadnezzar and worshiped idols. Suddenly, a man's fingers wrote a message on the wall. "Then the king's countenance changed, and his thoughts troubled him, so that the joints of his hips were loosened and his knees knocked against each other." (vs6) Daniel came and spoke the interpretation and then said, "But you his son, Belshazzar have not humbled your heart although you knew all this. And you have lifted yourself up against the Lord of heaven." (22-23)

Because of the kings pride his hips and knees knocked and where shaking. When we are not clothed in humility our bones shake and will fall because of pride. Here's the beauty, "they clothed Daniel with purple and put a chain of gold around his neck... that he should be the third ruler in the kingdom." (29) Daniel was clothed with humility. That night Belshazzar was slain and his bones returned back to the dust of the earth.

Church, we must humble ourselves before the Lord. We are nothing without him. We are mere bones without life but God breathed His life giving breath into our bodies. We were made for God and every sounds that proceeds from our mouths must voice life as He first breathed life into us. For "death and life are in the power of the tongue and those who love it will eat its fruit." (Prov 18:21). Let us be clothed with a cloak of humility and stay low. How low you stay will determine how high you will ascend into the third heaven. From those who are clothed will surely arise the"exceedingly great army of the Lord." Truly, like Belshazzar, "those who exalt themselves will be humbled," and like Daniel, "those who humble themselves will be exalted."

2008 Prophecy

Dear brothers and sisters,

I can not begin to explain what has been happening these past few days. This prophetic gifting in me has been greatly birthed and I am now seeing, hearing, and feeling things I have never sensed before in the Spirit. This 2008 prophecy came over me three nights ago as the Spirit fell while worshiping him. I could barely keep my pen moving fast enough. I have to be honest and tell you that I have no clue what I am doing. I don't even know what to do but pray and release it over the church. The word was put before another prophet and confirmed. I have never done this before but it is time. I know the calling God has on my life requires the prophetic anointing and the end is coming soon. I pray you will be blessed by this word from the Lord. To God be all the glory!

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This is the year of Open Gates. Gates that have been possessed by the enemy will now be reclaimed by the Lord’s army. Prayer and faith will cause you to alight to your destination. You have fought for this; the worst of that particular fight is over. Grab a hold of the gates and they are yours!

Know your purpose.
I heard the Lord say, “It is not about your kingdom, it is about mine.” Those who have stood on pebbles and dirt will fall when the winds come but those who stand on solid rock shall surely remain strong. Foundation, foundation, foundation! You will begin to awaken in the night as you sleep because your heart rests in expectation of the Bridegroom. The beloved is going to be awakened from her sleep with a new revelation of purpose. This purpose can only be fulfilled once her foundation is solid. We must renew our minds to the very Word of God and not settle for anything less. Divine purpose is being established among the people of God for this is a time of great awakening.

Birthing.
New beginnings are epitomized by new births. Seeds that have been long planted and cared for through storms, droughts and times of hardship shall show beauty beyond words in these last days. Your labor has not been in vain and my Word shall not go void for it is of the Kingdom. You will dance as you have fought for your inheritance. Rejoice and be exceedingly glad for great is your reward in heaven.

I saw a red hand carried tool box with the typical different sized wrenches, hammers and screw drivers. Everything was new and shinning. From this tool box sprouted a beautiful flower with the appearance of a daisy. It had eight white petals surrounding the yellow center. The Lord says I have given you the tools, you have used them well and the beauty of your labor will now be seen. The Lord revealed the labor consisted of patience, obedience, rest, and worship.

New Ceilings.
The Lord says, “I am taking an old ceiling and making a new.” Your potential is limitless. How high you want to go will be determined on how low you choose to stay. Those who are humbled shall be exalted. Your faith and expectation will be key in rising to new levels.

New things.
I am creating new things. Things that have never been seen, done, or heard before. It is the movement of heaven coming to earth. For surely I am coming soon. This is the year for dreamers to dream. A year when dreamers create the supernatural which brings fruition here in the natural. I hear many cries and labor pains but you will soon forget the desert when you reach the land of that which was promised.

I see the youth of this nation pleading for victory and walking out in it as soon as the request is made. I see this armored young generation going to the nations and setting ablaze many areas over the entire Earth. Small wildfires burn across the nations with hearts of passion for the lost. They will start churches and live solely on the very Word of God.

Young and old in communion.
I hear young and old, young and old repeating in my spirit. This is a time when the old will teach the young and the young will teach the old. A time when the intercessory prayers of our forefathers, which have been carried by the older generation, will propel the younger generation forward. The older generation will see the revival they have labored for! The burden of intercessors will also see their prayers become reality.

Great wisdom.
I hear God speak of the great wisdom needed for this time. A wisdom for creativity and problem solving. This is a time for solutions. For surely if you ask, you will receive wisdom beyond your comprehension. Wisdom greater than Solomon, wisdom from Above. We must remain teachable and prepared to take off our old coat, which we have had comfort in for years, and put on a new. Listen to my voice and you will see wisdom flow like a river from My heart to yours.

“Go for it!” God is opening the door for you to move. The door is open and when He says, “Go!” you must move and seize the opportunity. A moment of hesitation or doubt in this small moment of time can change your life. Things are moving quickly in the spirit and you must catch the wave if you want to be in the vast ocean of the greatest harvest of His heart.

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January 11^th

The Dream:
I was at Life Center and the body looked up and feathers were falling. I began to gather the smallest feathers and then looked down and saw the largest angel feathers I have ever seen. Its vanes were so long, soft and beautiful. As soon as I picked up a large pure white feather I looked and more were appearing. Each time I picked up a feather this soft rain of small gold pellets fell from the heavens where I was located. I laughed a lot in joy and amazement. I then saw the most extraordinary feathers. On each feather were all the colors of the rainbow and they were covered with glistening gold and silver. At the end of each barb on the feather carried countless small diamonds. I traded one of my large white feathers with a man who just picked up this remarkable new feather. I have never seen anything so beautiful in my life.

The Revelation:
I believe God is bringing a new wave of glory. This new wave has never been seen, heard, or even sensed before on earth. God is saying He is doing this because “I still ‘so love the world.’” Acts of love are being poured out from heaven as the bowls are overflowing over the earth at such a time as this. God is releasing a new army of angels that are greater than that of the previous released. These angels have abided and worshiped next to the throne since the beginning of time. They have now been given an assignment to bring the last and biggest wave of glory the earth has ever encountered. Each angel bears the face and heart of God to be poured into the heart of His people. This transfer of glory from heaven to earth will break out mass revival to the ends of the earth for these finals days. You, my saints, will finish well.