This is a word that came to me this morning as I was meditating on God’s plans for Sue and I, along with the desperateness of this drought .
You ask me and I tell you. My fury burns and my fire rages against this nation. It’s people are far from me, holding a form of religion but denying my sovereignty, and even that is being moved to a secret place. A nation that hides my very name and erases the memory of my name. But this will be no more. No more will the world exalt in it’s highest towers. No more will this world exalt in it’s accomplishments. Nothing that has or will be is done without me. No more, no more, no more.
My fire burns and my fury rages and I will visit on this land unquenchable fire. Such fire that only by my hand will it be extinguished. The fires will continue, the land, parched and dry will be vanquished. This nation will print and print and print money but it will burn uselessly, the effort will leave even more in disparity. I call this land to repentance and still it doesn’t listen.
This disaster is coming and has come, the very grass burns. I have told you to prepare, prepare, prepare. You, who’s hearts are my hearts, are ready and I will move. To you who have not, you seek but have not listened, act now. As my action moves, some of you I will move. To some I have kept you in place and will keep you to minister there, up to and including your lives.
My hand is acting and will be swift. It will take your breath away. But know I hold you in the palm of my hand and nothing, nothing, nothing happens that I don’t ordain and what I do I do for your good. It is by my love for you that I act now.
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