The Father Says Today: January 7th, 2024

The Father says today, you are standing at the precipice of 2024, in the rarified air of renewed opportunity and favor beyond that which you’ve experienced in times past. I see you not as a wisp of smoke but as a spark destined to ignite a blaze of discernment. Mark these words, for they are embers whispering truth: you are chosen, not by chance, but by design, to know My voice. No longer will you grapple with seductive echoes or mournful cries in the depths of your soul. You will see My hand at work bringing on earth in your life that which patterns the heavenly things laid out like blueprints in the boardrooms of heaven, directing the angelic hosts to craft, form, shape, and work in your life on earth according to the pattern in the heavenly. This is the gift I bestow upon you, a deeper well of discernment, a thirst quenched by the living water of My Rhema. For you are not merely called to be a student of scripture but a scribe of the present. My Logos, the written Word, will illuminate your path, but it is My Rhema, the living Word, that will guide your every step. You will be a conduit, disclosing My voice about “what is the Lord saying today? What is He doing today? But even at that, remember that knowledge without action is a barren field. I yearn not just for your understanding but for your movement, the alignment of your actions in league with My plans unfolding in the symphony of My will. Let the purpose I ignite in your heart be the fuel for your actions. Do not hesitate, child. Act upon the promptings, the nudges, and the whispers that urge you forward. In your obedience, I will unveil the dance steps, one by one, leading you to the very center of My grace.

And oh, the miracles! They are not mere spectacles, child, but the basic commodities feeding off of your faith and bringing My power in your life. As you step into the rhythm of My will, wonders will unfold around you, testaments to the unseen hand guiding your path. Each “right place, right time” will be a brushstroke on the canvas of your story, a miracle born of your cooperation with My Still, Small Voice. Do not be afraid of the movement, child. I will be your cloud of glory, shielding you from the scorching sun, and your pillar of fire, illuminating the path ahead. I have projects for you, child, blueprints for a future crafted in the workshops of heaven. Strategies whispered on the wind, resources revealed like hidden treasures. You will be a beacon of the Papa-God anointing, a haven for those with orphan spirits. My love will flow through you, a river of provision and ministry, drawing souls to the warmth of My embrace. This child, is your destiny in 2024. Not a spectator’s role but an active part in the unfolding drama of My grace. Open your heart to the whispers, your eyes to the signs, your feet to the dance. Let Me be that in your life that guides you step by step, miracle by miracle until the year unfolds like a glorious scroll, a testament to the power of faith and the love of the Father.