I believe we are in a collection process. What do I mean by this? I mean the Remnant is beginning to leave the building and is entering into the room.
I have never had so many people sending me verses, videos, prophetic words and prayer calls as I have in the past week. This election process has forced the Body to leave the church building and take “church” into their homes, offices, prayer closets, etc.
When I think of where the Remnant is now, I see the Upper Room written about in beginning of Acts. God needed the Remnant of old to separate themselves from the masses and wait in a secluded place for His presence to descend. We don’t know how long they waited but I would assume that within the waiting process they had to encourage one another, had to lift one another up and tell each other that it would be just a little while longer before they received what they were waiting for.
When President Trump pursues, he shall recover all.
“And David enquired at the Lord, saying, Shall I pursue after this troop? shall I overtake them? And he answered him, Pursue: for thou shalt surely overtake them, and without fail recover all.” -1 Samuel 30:8
I wrote “God Has Landed” over two years ago, but I do not think this was a Word for 2018.
Instead, I believe this was written as a declaration for what was to come, for what we are witnessing right now.
I, unknowingly, wrote these words years prior to their time. They were seeds planted in 2018, but now they are full grown fruit ready to be plucked.
The below post, although written years ago, is for the Remnant right now, in this unprecedented moment in history. For, I see the Lord like a Lion, all four paws upon the United States. He looks into the eyes of the enemy without fear, without hesitation, then releases a roar so loud the mountains quiver, the earth trembles and the enemy shakes.
He has come, for the cries of His people have reached His ears.
Find encouragement knowing our Lord has heard us. He has felt our desperation, He has left the heavenlies and has come to our nation to decree and declare that HE alone shall be praised, He alone shall be worshiped and He alone shall be exalted.
My thoughts often turn to the season we are in as a country, as a church and as a Remnant. With the election less than four weeks away I find I am praying for November 3, 2020 more than I have ever prayed for a day in my entire life.
I do not believe we are in a season we in the 21st century have ever witnessed. I firmly believe the outcome of the election will dictate our daily lives like we could never imagine. Whatever news we wake up to on November 4, 2020 will change us forever, if we like it or not.
I spent most of last week listening to testimonies of individuals who have experienced, either firsthand or through loved ones, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) concentration camps. While listening to the testimonies, I often thought, “how is it possible this is happening yet nobody is talking about it?”
The Lord brought me to a Word He gave me at the beginning of 2019 during the last ‘blood moon’.
I have hesitated many times about sharing this Word, but with all that is happening around the world-the unrest, the riots, the anger, the politically charged atmosphere, COVID-19, the Supreme Court nomination, there is just so much to be praying for right now, which brought me to this Word.
I believe we are in unprecedented times. The Remnant is rising, the enemy battling.
Do not fear for the Lord is with us, goes before us and continually surrounds us. Always and forever.
There is no depth to the darkness, did you know that? The devil does not suddenly have an “end point” when it comes to the sickness and disease he desires to bring into the world, or the corruption he longs to place upon humanity, or the abuse, addiction, hurt and violence he aches to plague us with.
I have known this for some time, yet I am still shocked at just how deep into the depths of darkness the devil wants to take us.
Our world is under attack, there is no doubting that now. We are not only fighting an enemy from without, looking at places like North Korea, Iraq, Afghanistan, Nigeria and China and thinking about how bad it is over there, but rather, today, we are looking at our own society, our towns, communities, neighbors, offices and churches and realizing just how bad it has gotten here, in the land of the free and home of so many brave.
Recently, in my alone time with the Lord, I’ve been telling Him I am in need of prayer and encouragement. There have been several things on my heart I couldn’t quite talk about with other Christians, so these matters have been mulling around in my head and I found I could only put them into words while in the presence of God.
Have you ever been there? As if you have a whole list of prayer requests, yet you find yourself unable to bring them up with other believers?
Well, last Friday, the Lord took my list and went through them one by one, and all I had to do was sit on the couch and listen.
There is a children’s book called “If You Give a Mouse a Cookie”. In it, it says, “if you give a mouse a cookie, he’s going to want a glass of milk”. The story goes on and on with the mouse wanting more and more until finally he has taken over the entire house. My whole life my mom has compared that little mouse to the devil, and it wasn’t until recently that I fully see what she means.
If you give the devil an inch in your life, he’s going to ask for two. If you give him two, he’s going to come after four. If you give him four, he’s going to demand a foot. On and on he will go until the devil finally has what he wants; your entire life.
This does not only apply to our personal lives, but also to our families, communities, societies and countries. We, as a society, have given the mouse a cookie, a glass of milk, a blanket, a room, a floor and now he is coming after the entire house.
This morning, I read an incredible post by Mario Murillo about a BLM/Antifa protest in Portland where they began to burn a stack of bibles.
My bible is my life source. It is not just a book filled with random verses and passages, or a history lesson discussing where my heritage came from, or random stories discussing people I don’t know.
My bible is the guide to my eternal salvation, it is the doorway to me learning about peace, health, success, overcoming. It is Jesus’ voice here on earth, God’s testimony for my life, the Holy Spirit speaking to me through words written long ago yet still moving. It is joy in the midst of mourning, light when all I see is darkness, calm when I’m surrounded by chaos and peace in the middle of a battle. My bible is not just a book, my bible is my guide through life.
Because I work in the world of persecuted Christians, I witness bullying, ignorance, violence and hatred on a daily basis. I have always been thankful for my American heritage, having been raised by two red, white and blue patriots, but it wasn’t until the Lord took me into the world of persecution that I became extremely humbled by my American birthright.
I, we, can read the Word in public, can discuss Jesus at a restaurant, can sing praises to my God with the windows down in my car, can join with other believers on Sunday mornings to dive deeper into my relationship with the Lord. Once I began to see how rare these things are for millions of Christians around the world, I stopped taking it lightly. Our freedom to worship, to pray, to follow after our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, is a gift far too many of us take for granted.