“I am removing the cloaks of limitation that have bound My people.
No longer will the things that have suffocated, hindered, and squandered you in your season hold sway.
I breathe upon you fresh wind—wings of ease, freedom, healing, and joy—so that you may rise and be whom your Beloved created you to be.”

Behold, I am raising up men and women for an end-time revival. Like the farmers who expect the rain at the appointed season, your hearts are watering in anticipation of My downpour (cf. spring rains for sowing).
As you decree My word, you will see the heavens open and provision poured out.
For it may feel like you have been exhausted, yet My provision is never exhausted.

Remember the testimony of the Second Armored Cavalry, called at the eleventh hour to deploy to distant lands—even as My call beckons you beyond every comfort zone.
I have appointed you, beloved child of God, as watchmen on the walls.
At what point do you start believing the Bible?
Will you not risk it all upon the sure promises of My Word?

Miracles will operate on the earth in abundance for those who have eyes to see and ears to hear. My healing anointing is increasing; new mantles of restoration are being released.
As you speak and My Roar resounds through your spirit, you are making way for Me. The foxes of fear may lurk at the borders of your faith just as city walls guard a besieged town, but they shall not prevail. Every valley shall be raised up; every mountain and hill made low; the rough ground shall become level, the rugged places a plain (Isaiah 40:4).

Maintain the position of surrender and allow Me to sift and shift what must be sifted and shifted to bring forth increase. For ideas born in the realm of the Spirit are so powerful they can lift you to realms far beyond your natural capacity.
Though storms may blast like terrible winds—rocks torn loose—they do not carry My presence. In the midst of civil strife or inner turmoil, I remain the Prince of Peace.

Hear the cry: the divine deployment has begun.
New war eagles will rise up, taking heights for Me and releasing a mighty cry of intercession over the nations.
I will give you a full lifespan, anointing your days with abundant fruitfulness.
The Lord is brooding over the earth, looking for those who will arise in first-love fire and obedience.

As someone who received healing letters, as someone led gently into truth, so shall many come to testify of My faithfulness.
The power of declaration is at your lips: “I am more than a conqueror; what was meant for evil, Lord, You have turned for good.”
As you decree the thing, it shall be established.

Prepare now: gird your loins with My word, lift up your eyes, and take flight in the season of My manifest glory.

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Prophetic Strategies for the Harvest

Thus says the Lord of Hosts: “Now let us go back to the book of Hebrews and look at how My covenant grace impacts your life.
The apostolic mantle is being restored; I will draw Apostles and five-fold ministers together to birth corporate strategy for the harvest.
It was like a chapter out of the book of Acts, when the Early Church held fast to prayer and signs followed.”

Many ploughed on in faith despite lacking a personal experience of tongues;
the blessing was on its way because they held to My promise.
Likewise, you who feel unqualified, hear this: your faith pleases Me, and your obedience unlocks doors that no dean, no tailor, and no shortage can close.
When it seems impossible—clothes for six made in a cultural land with no ready tools—look to Me: I am the God of supply who parted seas and multiplied loaves and fishes.

I command money to flow toward My end-time army.
Let not the fear of lack choke your obedience. The border lines and tent pegs of your destiny are extending for the glory of the Lord to dwell (Isaiah 54:2).
When you decree provision, mountains of opposition will bow, and rivers of blessing will burst their banks. These locks that stop the river from running dry during drought are being undone; the river of My Spirit is rising.

In the dream of cobblestone streets, you walked through an unknown land—and I was with you there. My presence turns every alien place into sacred ground.
Even when civil war looms, My generals stand ready in the spirit to steer the chaos toward My purposes. Chaos is but the womb for My new thing; out of it will emerge a powerful testimony of transformation.

Do not accept the false cloaks of religion that strip you of identity.
You are a beloved child, baptized into My family. Your sins are forgiven;
My blood speaks a better word than that of Abel.
The power of accusation is enormous, but greater is the voice of My advocacy in heaven.

I am lifting up My war eagles—those who will take the heights, declare My purposes, and enforce My statutes in the earth.
As you enter the secret place of prayer, you received a letter of provision, so shall your mailboxes overflow with unexpected breakthroughs.
You accepted Jesus as Lord and Savior; now accept your calling as end-time prophets.

Again I say: higher and higher! This is almost sacred ground. You are putting yourself in charge no longer; I am taking the reins.
Observe the seasons: as farmers expect the rain, so you must watch for My visitation. Live in anticipation, and you will not be disappointed.

Come into agreement with My word.
Declare: “I am an overcomer; the inheritance is mine!”
And watch as every valley is lifted, every mountain made low—preparing a highway for the King of Glory, ready to come in.

Thus says the Lord—prepare for unimaginable heights; the best is yet to come.