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LEAD WHERE IT IS GOOD

Prophetic Word: January 8

LEAD WHERE IT IS GOOD;  STAY AWAY FROM WHAT IS BAD.  THIS YEAR IS YEAR OF BATTLE LINES BEING DRAWN, INSURGENTS REGROUPING, AND AT THE SAME TIME: PLACEMENT FOR THE PEOPLE OF GOD.

 

The Lord says to the marching army of people to return to their homes and camps, consider what I have done. How I have changed one power for another; one seat of power for another. I HAVE DONE THIS! The Lord says to the marching army to return to their homes and camps to consider what I have done, and no other. Look to me before the next hour comes to you, a season of greater difficulty.

 

Listen not too the sons of men. Look to me! This is the year of my favor. Digest the scrolls of my book that a new thought will come to your mind, a new heart will be given, do it quickly before the next hour comes, and a season of greater difficulty comes to your house. Close your ears to the sons of men for a season, that I can plant within you a new thought, that your mind can conceive a new thing with a new heart. A time of new comprehension, preceded by a season contemplation.  You will see as one that has just come through the storm, or stumbled in the darkness, then finding a glimmer of light. No longer will confusion plague you; no longer will weakness overtake you. You will become a discerner of the seasons and know the hour upon you. Look to me before the next hour comes to you, a season of greater difficulty.

Then I saw waters receding quickly, almost as if the waters were commanded to return to their banks. The land rose above the waters of chaos, and I saw healing on the land emerged. An orderly wind began to blow from the four directions across the land. It will also be a time,  so be not surprised and dismayed, that man will build siege ramps against my moral laws.  But also, be not dismayed at the brazenness of the unrighteous, the display of strange flesh. Be not surprised by a rise of black water encroaching around my people as floodwater overtaking its banks.

But then the scene changed, and I was in the ancient Temple of Ezekiel in the hall of images. I sense the prophet Ezekiel standing next to me in awe and shock as to what was done. The wall was filled with drawings of wars and battles of many people. Leaders leading thousands upon thousands behind their chariots. Their warhorses were black and not particularly majestic and awe-inspiring. The warriors on their horses held up standards with crosses like the ancient crusaders; each banner was their sign. But signs were not from me. Many people were being drawn into the battle for conquering the land, but the battle was not mine. Then, mercenary groups came to join the battle from the right and the left, and they seemed like one foe.

   

It was a holy battle, a political one, and an ideological battle—many warriors with different reasons joined in the fighting, but they were all divided. Seemingly the army was in confusion. The soldiers fighting the political war did not know that it was a holy war for others. Those fighting the holy war did not know it was political for others. Those fighting the political war didn't know it was for a reason far darker than the others. They were all taken in by the forcefulness and intensity. 

 

As they marched as one army, more and more people were seen running behind to join.  At first, it was unsettling and alarming. The prophet said, don’t worry, your feet are upon Holy Ground, here with me in the Temple. Do not move. Only look around and see what is taking place. Do not be disturbed at the sounds of war! Do not be tempted to move from your place or your position! Hold steady. Look down at your feet and see them as stone planted in this place. Be still and do not move.

 

Then I saw a sea parting like the Red Sea. A remnant of people was passing through. Many were the ones that I saw on the battlefield, but they chose to leave the battle and turn away. Many sensed something was wrong. As they passed through,  the walls stood up it, and it was like the hall of images. Battles were raging around us. Many that remained were pulled down under the water.

 

THIS IS BEGINS A YEAR OF WAR, BUT A PLACE OF SAFETY ALSO. IT'S ABOUT POSITION AND PLACEMENT. IT WILL BE A YEAR WHEN DECLARATION LINES WILL BE ETCHED IN THE GROUND —A SEASON OF REMAINING  STILL AND KNOWING THAT I AM GOD. LET THE WAR RAGE - LET THE HALL OF IMAGES FILL UP! BE NOT ALARMED! MY WORK IS UNDERWAY!

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