The Father Says Today: December 16th, 2023

The Father says today, over your life, THAT WILL BE ENOUGH OF THAT! I’m shaking the dust off your feet, blowing sand out of your eyes, and whispering promises like wildfire through the parched valleys of your soul. Recovery is in the air, thick as a Pentecost wind. I’m reclaiming, recapturing that you thought was lost, stolen by thieves and tyrants! Hear My word against the enemy of joy in your life: “Do you hear that, land-grabber? This isn’t your playground. I’m taking it back, inch by fertile inch, turning barren fields into gardens of Eden.” I am bringing you into the Edenic entitlement of blessing and breakthrough forged in the fires of Calvary’s suffering to bring you out of every deprivation of the enemy says God! Come on, Beloved! Step into this fresh-minted paradise! Build your castle of hope here, lay your dreams like cornerstone bricks in the sun-warmed soil. This isn’t a mirage, or a desert empty promise. This is your inheritance, carved with love and secured by my own right hand. No wall of steel, no phalanx of swords can match the fortress I build around you. I am your blazing rampart, the fire that consumes your enemies and warms your weary bones. To me, child, to me alone belongs the glory, to you belongs destiny fulfilled and highest heart’s desire brought to pass.

Mark my words; the clock’s ticking on a new era! My apostles, hear the drums? Rise up, dust off your sandals, and march! You aren’t owned by empires of man and their insipid political stupidity! No, you’re royalty of my kingdom. I commissioned you, ordained you, called you with a trumpet blast that deafens the nations. The great day approaches, the dawn of my return, and my truth won’t wait in some dusty scroll. No, it erupts like a volcano, spewing molten fire of signs, miracles, and wonders! My name, Yahweh, is a thunderclap that shakes the world, and (My name) will be your banner, your battle cry. Look! Etched on my thigh, the title you’ll bear, carry My banner into battle: King of kings! Go forth, my ambassadors, apostles of the storm! Walk through borders like whispers through walls, unshakable, undaunted. This world needs your message, needs the fire of my love. Don’t you hold back, don’t you doubt! Let it rip, let it roar, let the Spirit dance through your veins and set the nations ablaze! Remember, child, I’m with you every step of the way. Your recovery, your victory, your legacy – it’s all under my sovereign hand. So go build your dreams, fight your battles, and sing my praises until the heavens echo with your joy. This is your Father’s word to you, etched in fire and whispered in your heart. Now go, child, and reclaim your promised land!