God
has given me a Word for 2015. Entwined in that is some particular words
for The Gambia and my children and others that I am working with there.
But I would like to let you in on a principle that will benefit you!
Apostle Bobbie Jean Merck always taught this: If someone receives a
Prophecy, and it particularly ministers to your own heart, if you reach
out in Faith and latch on, you may also partake
of that Blessing, by reason of your Faith and submission to the Word
given. So, that being said, I am releasing this Word, in totality,
including the Word for Gambia. Be Blessed and walk it out to God's
Glory. Amen.
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This is the word that God has given me for the
year 2015. As with any word I give, I give it with much humility and
trepidation. So. please know that I have listened to what He has had to
say and I’m challenged and now I challenge you.
Take off your
shoes! As you enter into the New Year, I heard the Lord saying “take
off your shoes. You’re standing on Holy ground!”
You’ve been
seeking to do things, and you have had some success, but you are
entering into a new arena. WE are entering into a new arena. What has
worked before will not work here. What you have known will not be
enough.
Even as Joshua met with Me, and my sword was drawn, it
is drawn once again. It is time for a fresh circumcision of the heart.
Your shoes represent your walk, both with Me and in this world. It
represents mode, method, methodology, many things…
Even as I told
Peter his feet needed cleansed from defilement, so too, you’ve been
defiled by your journey. [Through this world] Remove those shoes!
Be free of your past; your past mistakes, your past efforts, your past
way of doing things. Your shoes represent your lifestyle (my impression
– may have been just for me, but it was that the lifestyle needs to
change) your mode, your method of doing… You DON’T stand, and you WON’T
stand in your own wisdom and your own strength! Do not rely on things
of the past; they will not work where I am taking you. Take off your
shoes.
Come face to face with Me. Let My Sword, My Word divide
asunder, thoughts, intents and soul and Spirit. I Am doing a new thing
in you, for you and through you! So, in you, for you and through you.
This will require you to “be still and know.” Do not run ahead of Me
in presumption. I will show you step by step. New ways produce new
things.
But come into this New Year free of regrets, free of
past problems, and free of man-made solutions. Let Me cut away all
disappointment, fear and disillusionment. This is Holy Ground where I
AM meeting with you One on one. So, again I say. Take off your shoes.
To Gambia I see a well-worn plough handle, an old fashioned wooden
plough. It is sitting with blade on hard ground. You have worked amid
frustration, disappointments… For some of you, you have stopped
ploughing altogether because you are so weary. But your tears and your
prayers and your efforts have not been in vain. I see corn! Tender
shoots about 8 inches tall, bright green in color. It is time to tend
your garden and nurture the coming harvest. Seeds that have long lain
dormant are sprouting! There WILL BE a harvest in 2015. But only if you
protect your fields in prayer, water it in love and and speak life.
Don’t pluck up your seeds now! Especially, with negative words. Stay
the course! You WILL reap. But to do so effectively and efficiently,
you must change methods. You must let go of “the same old, same old.”
That old plough is not going to work very well much/any longer. Embrace
what I Am about to do and get ready to be astonished!
Love is the key to unlocking the door: Love ME and love your fellow man.
Take off your shoes and dance with Abandon the Dance of Wild Love and
let ME refresh you. Drink deep of the waters of My Presence, My Spirit,
My Love and be re-saturated and refilled. I am about to do a new thing
and you WILL see it springing forth, says the Lord. Amen.
Thursday, January 1, 2015
New Year's Prophecy 2015
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