When you think about slaying giants, who is the first person that comes to your mind? Chances are, David has been placed on your giant slaying pedestal. His encounter with Goliath is famous, and it stirs our hearts to read about a young boy taking down this Philistine bully with a slingshot and the anointing of God.
When we read this story, we see that God can anoint the unlikeliest of people to silence the enemy. However, another giant slayer, Caleb, paved the way for David hundreds of years before, and this same anointing is important for us today as a new generation of spiritual giant slayers is birthed from those who have pioneered the way for slaying the adversary. This message is vital for ministry as well as our personal lives.Continue reading Generational Giant Slayers: The Caleb Anointing And A Davidic Generation
A few days ago, I woke up thinking about Isaiah 49:2,
“He made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand he hid me; he made me a polished arrow; in his quiver he hid me away,
and I could sense a stirring taking place over the prophetic scribes in this hour. There is so much that God wants to release through His scribes, and He is preparing His ready writers to go forth as arrows in the Spirit. He is desiring to fashion us as mighty weapons in His Kingdom while holding us close in the secret place so that we hear His voice and release His words and His heart.
“Who in their right mind walks a mile out into a river, not knowing how wide the river runs, or how deep it goes? It is the same as walking into the ocean”, my husband exclaimed. I had found myself in the depths of Ezekiel 47 a week ago, wondering about the distance he traveled out into the river from the temple, and I asked my husband to help me figure it out.
It is easy to lose the detail when looking at a passage like this, and for lack of a better term, skim the surface of what is really taking place. Apart from God, we are pretty shallow people. The waters of ourselves are safe, comfortable and easily tainted, but when we tap into the waters of God, they are unnerving, adventurous and pure in every ripple, wave and depth.
A few weeks ago, I had the privilege to be a guest speaker on a prayer conference call. While preparing to minister, I heard the Lord speak to me about the roar of intercession being released within our nation. Since that time, I have heard in my spirit the low rumble of a roar as it revs up to release a crescendo of thunder, shaking the heavenlies and the demonic powers wreaking havoc in our land. I am releasing this word to encourage the intercessors in our nation and the nations of the earth, and I want you to understand the power of your intercession and your position in this hour.
These were not the type of hearts I expected to see on Valentine’s Day. It was a dreary landscape capturing my attention in a split second. As I prayed in the Spirit yesterday morning, I began to get a picture and in this picture was a line of caskets with hearts of stone inside each one. It grieved me to see these hearts.
I wanted to see them beating, releasing the cadence of that familiar sound John the Beloved heard as he laid his head upon the chest of Jesus. I began to hear the words of Ezekiel 36 spoken over these hearts and I knew that transformation was on the winds of His breath. God’s desire to see these hearts beat once again was being branded upon my heart and His Presence arose on the inside of me to release a prayer for transformation and unification within the bride of Christ.
As our worship team began to spontaneously sing about the rain this past Sunday morning, I began to hear these words in my spirit, “The drought is over“. The Lord led me to 1 Kings 18 where Elijah was prophesying the sound of abundant rain after slaughtering the prophets of Baal. I believe this is significant for the prophetic voices in this hour as we understand the spiritual climate we are entering and have endured.
Yesterday morning while in prayer, I heard the words, oil spill clearly in my spirit. There has been a lot of prophetic talk about oil and what God wants to do in this coming season and I believe this is an extension of what I am hearing in my spirit.
Oil represents the anointing of the Lord. It represents the Holy Spirit. Oil was used to anoint the priests for service in the Old Testament. Oil was poured onto the heads of kings by prophets so as to anoint them for their royal assignment. But somehow I knew that this amount of oil was not going to come from a small horn of oil or from a flask. This was a monumental amount of oil and it was noteworthy.
This is a call to the prophetic voices of this hour who will choose obedience over sacrifice. This is for those who are battling against the Sauls, the ones who are trying to hold a position of blessing out of rebellion and presumption. If Agag is cheerfully coming into your presence because of Saul, this is for you. Weeks ago, the Lord led me to 1 Samuel 15. I spent hours looking up words from this account, jotting things down in my ministry journal and tucking the journal away. I did not understand why God wanted me to study this passage so intently until now.
What would you deny yourself if it meant having the fullness of Christ manifested in your life? Is there a depth in you aching for the things of God and for His Presence in an incomprehensible way?As I sit here meditating on the beginning of this new year, my stomach is grumbling and hunger pangs are hitting me.
It is the grumbling and the discomfort that comes when flesh is put under to pursue Him. My body is persistent in reminding me that it wants food, but instead, I down some water and I keep pressing. My mind conjures up favorite meals and delightful treats, but my spirit craves the sweetness that only He can supply.
Many of us are ringing in the New Year with corporate fasting. We are fasting for direction, breakthrough and new levels. All of those things are important and yet there is a fast that surpasses all other desires and expectations. It is the fast leading to romance of monumental proportions, the fast beckoning to personify the bride of Christ. Continue reading The Fast That Births The Hunger Pangs Of Intimacy
The view must be spectacular from the soaring perspective of an eagle. Imagine being able to see ahead of you with an intensification of visual magnification. Imagine the ability to see the tiniest insect on the ground as you fly high above the earth. Imagine seeing flowers in bloom so vividly that the colors take your breath away.
I heard something in my spirit recently that got me thinking about the natural aspect of the eagle’s vision. I want to share it with the prayer warriors and the intercessors because your vision is getting ready to change in the spirit. It is by no mistake that this word came into my spirit. Since that time I have now heard several references prophetically about eagles in this hour.