Though not born in Idaho, Corrie ten Boom—the Dutch Christian who survived the Holocaust—visited and ministered in Idaho in her later years, especially in Boise and surrounding regions. Her life vividly mirrors the prophetic word of infusion and restoration. After years of imprisonment and loss, Corrie became a living testimony of divine strength that reached the cellular level of her being.
When she spoke in Idaho in the 1970s, she carried a holy fire that touched generations. Many who attended her meetings recalled how her frail frame seemed charged with supernatural vitality—her presence itself infused with resurrection hope. What the enemy used to silence her voice in the camps became the very channel through which her message thundered worldwide: “There is no pit so deep that God’s love is not deeper still.”
This prophetic word speaks of God bringing His people up and out—just as He brought Corrie out of the darkness of Ravensbrück and into a life of radiant purpose. The strength that sustained her was not emotional resilience, but divine infusion. Even as her body aged, her spirit grew younger, vibrant with the power of forgiveness and resurrection.
In Idaho’s quiet churches and mountain towns, her words still echo: that God restores what suffering attempts to steal, and that His power renews not only faith, but flesh. Corrie’s legacy embodies this prophetic season—where those once broken rise infused with heavenly vitality, carrying the fragrance of resurrection to a weary world.
The Infusion of Strength
Beloved, hear the Word of the Lord: “I am bringing you up and out of what has tried to steal your joy, steal your voice, and steal your strength.” This is the hour of divine reversal, where the hands that once pressed you down will no longer define your motion. The Spirit says, “I am infusing you—not only in your soul, but down to your very cells—with My supernatural strength.”
The enemy has sought to drain My people, but I am restoring vitality that man cannot explain. You will not rise merely in endurance; you will rise in infusion. I am altering your internal composition with resurrection power. Your body will testify, your voice will resound, and your mind will think thoughts aligned with heaven’s wisdom.
Watch now, for provision will come from every direction. What was loss will become overflow. What was silenced will now sing. Even as in the days of old, when small gatherings birthed great awakenings—where a hymn printed for a penny carried fire through a nation—so shall it be again. Hidden obedience will ignite public revival.
I am awakening mothers, sons, laborers, and students. The weary will prophesy, and the quiet ones will roar. What you thought was burned beyond recovery will bloom in beauty. “You meant it for evil,” says the Lord, “but I have meant it for good, to bring forth many lives.”
I am realigning My Church. The fractures of division are being healed through intimacy, not argument. Tread slowly, lean closely on My chest, for I am whispering divine secrets that will restore your sight. The revelations you receive in this season will not be for display but for transformation.
There is a glorious urgency moving in the Spirit. My hand is stretched out over you—massive, unyielding, tender. I am pressing down not to crush, but to imprint My nature within you. You shall emerge as light in a dark place. My infusion will silence fear, heal exhaustion, and reveal the reality of My resurrection within you.
The Rising of the Infused Ones
The Lord says, “Prepare your heart to know the way of the Lord and to do it.” For the time of mere hearing is over; the age of demonstration has come. You have prayed for revival, but I tell you—revival has been praying for you. It groans for vessels unafraid of transformation.
You will see My supernatural provision in every direction. The storehouses of heaven are open, and I am pouring out resources, wisdom, and favor. The enemy’s plan to exhaust you has only cleared the way for My Spirit to fully fill you. Watch as your inner strength multiplies beyond human explanation—hope returning, creativity resurrected, and joy becoming your warfare.
The Church is coming back into alignment. I am knitting hearts together across generations and movements. Where there was suspicion, there will be unity. Where there was competition, there will be collaboration. I am removing the veil of misunderstanding that has divided My body. The breath of My Spirit will empower the young and restore the elders.
Even now, I am teaching My people to meditate again—to see My Word as living light. The imagination of My people shall be redeemed; new songs will be written that carry frequency, healing, and authority. What once felt like empty repetition will now pulse with divine life.
And to those who have felt spent, I say, “I am infusing you with hope, life, and strength.” You are not dying—you are transforming. The pressing was never punishment; it was preparation. You will soon testify: “I was beaten down, but the Lord gave me more than I ever had before.”
Rise, O infused ones. Rise with the joy that no thief can steal. Rise, with the power that even time must obey. For this is your resurrection season, and you will never again walk in weakness.