Behold, says the Lord, I AM working, and whenever My hand moves, the trembling of earth follows; the heavens shake, and miracles pour forth like torrents from the mountain ravine. Do not marvel when you see the supernatural break into the natural—for I have declared it: “Out of your belly shall gush rivers of living water.” Not streams, not drizzles, but mighty floods! And this shall be for the sake of the lost, that they may behold and believe. For the gifts of the Spirit are not for man’s glory, but for the confirmation of My Word.

O generation of doubters, you seek signs but reject My voice. I tell you, covet earnestly the best gifts, and among them, let healing rise again in My church. Let discernment guard the gates. Let prophecy lift the veils. For the hour is short, and the world groans under famine, pollution, and the judgment of waters. One-third of your rivers will fail you; your skies will no longer protect you. Will you then look to Me?

Look not to man as your measure, for man is but dust. Measure yourself against the Son of God. For what is man that he boasts in his intellect, his authority, or his wisdom? Jesus alone is the express image of My intention, the visible frame of invisible glory. In Him I am pleased. In Him is the blueprint of why I created man.

Yet men argue in their homes, saying, “I loved her,” and she replies, “He was a fool!” And the cycle of pride repeats itself, house to house, nation to nation. But I did not create man and woman to devour one another. I created them to reflect My image in unity. But lo, when “I” takes charge, ruin follows.

And who shall survive the days to come? Not all will be raptured. Some will remain to endure. Those not bound to this world’s systems may escape the economic tyranny of the Beast. But know this, says the Lord, you will not escape the judgments without cost. Some will endure. Some will fall. Many shall be sealed, and many shall cry beneath the altar. For judgment must fall before restoration is seen.

Do not twist My Word to serve your desire. Do not place Me beneath your commands, as though I were your servant. The fool says in his heart, “God must do what I confess,” but I say unto you, the earth is Mine, and I will not be mocked. What have you done with My Son? This is the measure of judgment: not your sins counted, but your rejection of the Savior.

And still, the Spirit moves, binding the broken, opening the prison, and preaching liberty. My gifts are not dead. My voice is not silent. My love is not passive. I AM STILL GOD. I AM STILL SPEAKING.

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Priests, Power, and the Coming Storm

Hear now, O church of the Living God! You are not orphans. You are not forsaken. For I have given you a great High Priest, Jesus the Son of God, who entered the heavens and represents you before Me. As the priests of old bore Israel on their chest, so My Son bears your name in His wounds. He is the bridge. He is the fire. He is the living covenant.

But what of you, O modern saints? You seek position rather than presence. Power rather than purity. But I am searching for a man like Gideon, who says, “The Lord shall rule over you.” Not one who rules for gain, but one who trembles in My presence. For many have taken up My name and used it to destroy, to deceive, and to exploit. Their judgment shall not linger.

Let the church beware of those who claim miracles but deny mercy, who boast of healing but abandon love. Have I not said, “You shall know them by their fruits”? The doctrine that slays rather than heals, that condemns rather than convicts, is not of Me. When a child dies for lack of insulin, and the preacher walks away untouched—My heart is grieved.

Now hear the trumpet sound! The world aligns with the Antichrist, seeking a global throne. They surrender their sovereignty to foreign rulers, inch by inch. Watch, for the cashless system shall rise, and control shall come not by weapons alone, but by economics. Laws will change. Time will be reset. The Beast shall speak, and the people shall obey—those whose names are not written in the Lamb’s Book of Life.

You say, “I am wise.” But I say, wisdom that disqualifies the simple is not wisdom at all. I have revealed My truth unto babes, not unto the prudent. I delight to overturn the proud and uplift the lowly. Let the poor say, “I am rich in God,” and let the fool say, “Teach me, Lord.”

Do you not know the Spirit is at work still? The Spirit gives life, not just doctrine. If you are cut off from the Vine, you wither. But if you abide, you thrive. Language, prayer, exhortation—these are covenants, sounds tied to heaven’s purpose. Use them not in vain, but in surrender.

As you await the blessed hope, know this: we shall be changed, in the twinkling of an eye. But until that trumpet sounds, you are My witness. Preach to the captives. Feed the hungry. Be not afraid of the storm. I shall cover you with My hand. But know the hour. Know the cost. Know your God.

For I AM the Lord, and I do not change. Amen.