
This prophetic word finds a deep reflection in the life of Jonathan Edwards, the Massachusetts pastor and revivalist whose ministry in Northampton ignited one of the greatest spiritual awakenings in American history. Edwards lived in a time when faith had grown cold, when the congregations of New England were “stopping and starting,” much like the people described in the prophecy. Yet the Spirit of God moved suddenly, and what began as quiet conviction became a fire that spread through the colonies.
The prophecy speaks of compassion as the secret of true power — and though Edwards is remembered for his fiery sermons, his real strength was a heart tender toward God. Behind the thunder of “Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God” was a man broken with love for souls, moved by the vision of Christ’s majesty. He often wept in prayer for his people, longing for them to know the beauty of holiness. His tenderness reflected the divine compassion that this prophetic word calls “royal.”
Edwards’ life also mirrors the prophetic theme of divine recompense and transformation. He endured misunderstanding, exile from his own congregation, and the loss of position. Yet out of the wilderness of Stockbridge, where he ministered to Native Americans, his greatest writings were born — revelations of God’s sovereignty, love, and glory that would shape theology for centuries. Like the prophecy’s image of the cactus blooming in the desert, his isolation became the soil of eternal fruitfulness.
In Edwards, Massachusetts saw both the fire and the tenderness of God united — judgment that led to mercy, truth that revealed beauty. His ministry anticipated this present “Esther season,” when divine fire refines rather than destroys, and compassion becomes the crown of those who overcome by faith and radiant love.
Chapter 1: The Royal Compassion of the Overcomers
The Lord says, “I am revealing again the secret of power that moves nations—not by intellect, not by eloquence, but by compassion.”
It was tenderness, not talent, that drew multitudes to the men of fire in past generations. The same Spirit that caused the multitudes to gather in Spurgeon’s Tabernacle, that filled the auditoriums of Boston and Chicago, is stirring again—this time in the daughters and sons who have learned mercy in hidden places.
This is an Esther season—a time when the battles of many years are suddenly overturned by one act of divine favor. I saw many feeling as if they were in a “stopping and starting place,” unsure of whether to advance or retreat. Yet the Spirit whispers, “You are coming out stronger than ever in Me.” For I, the Lord, am crowning My daughters with the sun, placing under their feet the moon, and in their hands a decree that shakes nations.
This compassion will not be weak, for love will be the instrument of divine correction. It will call the broken to rise again, the weary to sing, and the backslider to remember their royal name. Many will discover that their wounds were the very wells through which the oil of the Spirit now flows.
Just as Abram was told to look to the stars, so I say to you—lift up your eyes. Every tear you have shed has numbered a promise. I am multiplying your faith like the constellations above Judea, and your voice will echo like thunder across valleys once silent.
You are being sent off the beaten track, like Elisha hearing the secrets of kings in their chambers. You will move in quiet strength, crowned not by applause but by divine appointment. This is the rise of those who know Me as “Everlasting Father” and “Mighty God,” whose compassion becomes strategy and whose prayer becomes decree.
So do not fear the floods of darkness, for I am lifting a standard. The love that once wept in hidden rooms will now roar like a lion through the earth. And the nations will say, “Surely, these are those who have been with the Lord.”
Chapter 2: The Fire and the Recompense
I heard the Spirit say, “The enemy has come in like a flood—but now, My flood of fire will rise higher.” The season of mere endurance is ending; the season of divine recompense is at hand. Many who labored without recognition will suddenly find their homes expanded, their boundaries widened, for I am releasing holistic restoration upon families, churches, and even forgotten cities.
You thought your thorns were curses, yet I say—a thorn is an undeveloped leaf. What was once pain will now blossom into praise. Like a cactus blooming in the desert, so shall you bear fruit in the driest years.
Do not despise your humble beginnings. Even as the great preachers of old began with no board or salary but trusted Me, so shall My new prophets and builders arise in dependence upon God alone. The strategies I give will defy human logic—birthings without precedent, revivals without fame, movements without walls.
There will be strategic breakthrough points—moments when My fire erupts suddenly upon individuals, families, and cities. You will see prayers answered that have waited a generation. Watch the children, says the Lord, for they are carrying the rhythm of the coming awakening. They will prophesy, sing, and build as My Spirit falls upon family altars again.
And I heard the Lord breathe upon the clock—the hands came alive. “I am redeeming lost time,” He said. “What seemed delayed is now accelerated. What seemed destroyed will become the foundation of glory.”
This is the hour of the daughters’ decree and the sons’ rising—the family of faith made whole. As you gather in My name, I will sit in your midst and speak as I did on the Mount of Transfiguration. My Word will not merely be studied—it will live.
Receive your healing now. Be threshed of chaff, refined of dross, and made radiant with divine reward. For behold, I come quickly, and My reward is with Me.





