Moles in the Prairie Fields

Photographed by: Lorena Kelly from Unsplash.com of Touchwood, Saskatchewan

There are moles! There are moles in the Prairie Fields, says the Lord! I have seen them. Blind but boldly digging underneath where no one can see them. Blind but digging in hopes of collapsing the land above.

I see ALL! I know ALL! Do not think that I do not know the plans of the enemy. The plans to deprive, thwart and collapse My Holy Bread Basket. For My Prairies are sacred to Me. I have set them apart because the people remember My Name, they keep My Name on their lips and their hearts bend towards Me. 

I shall not let evil and wicked locusts devour My Holy Bread Basket. I shall not let them cut the hand that feeds My Great Nation! No!

I say to you spirits of division, spirits of separation, spirits of fear and anxiety leave! For I banish you to the place of the dead! I AM rebuking the devourer. He has no place here! 

Though they scheme in secret and have hopes of disrupting the system. I shall not have it! Though they bribe and threaten the farmers to not plant and reap harvest. I shall thwart those plans. For thus says the Lord, this is the year of the Harvest! This is the year of great provision and I will set aright what has so unjustly been done against My precious Manitoba and Saskatchewan. You are My two Gates. You are Gates of provision! I shall set you apart. Sanctify your land and bless it! I set a special anointing over you both. The anointing of multiplication. When others come before you with loaves and fish you shall feed them and there shall always be baskets leftover for you! For you are My Holy Bread Basket!

Now I say to you oh evil leaders. I say to you Moe, Moe, Moe you are no more than a blind mole and there are others alongside you digging for the demise of My precious Prairies. And you also Manitoba, I know your leader and she too blindly takes orders from nefarious men but I shall not have it! They shall not sabotage and they shall defile no more.

For I the Lord your God remember! I remember the labs and secret cooking pots they have buried. I know their secret places and army bases and so I will churn up the soil. I will plow and churn up the soil and rid it of the miry clay, thistles and thorns! I will churn it up and out shall come the blind moles and they will scatter and try to call on one another but they will fail. Some will nip and snap at one another. Others will run, run right into the traps of their own making.

And there are those who will try to capitalize on the flurry and confusion. They will try to exalt the bull and buffalo but it shall fail. For I have chosen men and women of honour! And you shall know them by their fruit. You shall know them for they too sing a song that sounds of freedom. In these days I AM anointing them with boldness and they shall lead the charge. They are the lighthouses in the storm and a beacon for ships to harbour at last.

I speak to My Territories. Oh how secret treasures are buried beneath you. You shall be blessed and know that I AM moving among the people. Though they have discarded you and said the people are as rough and desolate as the land. But I walk through the desolate places. I will walk anywhere for My lost sheep and I AM coming to find you. I shall bless you oh Nunavut you shall be blessed beyond measure! I shall resurrect you oh Yukon and I shall exalt you oh North West. For the Great Spirit is moving among your people and I AM calling up a mighty church! The children and youth, oh how the Fire shall come upon them and refine them like the precious pearls they are. As a sign the ores and secret treasures will begin to be unearthed. What was buried so deep I will reach down and show this nation that the Territories are My Mighty Treasures! 

And to My farmers across the land. Those that the enemy has written off as bumpkins, uncouth and uncultured. Oh, what a great mistake you have made. For I AM calling up the farmers. I AM calling out to them for they shall go before all the people for they know Me and the precious gift of Life. They know what it is to sow and reap. They know and are the feet and hands of this nation. I AM calling up the farmers and just like the truckers who have gone before as the pole-bearers with the Covenant these shall be the worshippers who sing praises alongside it. There is a new song I AM releasing and the farmers know its tune! They will come a stomping and a romping but in their praise it shall shake the nation! The Shaking, the Shaking, the Shaking! How many will say “Thunder is in their boots, the roar is in their voice and plaid!” Watch as plaid, a tidal wave of plaid descends upon you Canada! I will make sure of it!

God bless farmers! God bless His people! God bless this nation! Amen! Amen!

Let the Lions Roar!

 

Photograph by: Glen Carrie from Unsplash.com

To My people, to My nation and all the inhabitants of the land. I the Lord your God declare and decree Freedom! I the Lord your God declare Mercy! I the Lord your God declare you slaves no more!

You are slaves no more to a corrupt and wicked group of men and women. For generations they have robbed you. For years, hundreds of years, they have schemed against you listening to their father the devil. They have set themselves against Me. They have stiffened their necks against Me, the God of this nation and Creator of this world. I have extended My hand to them. I have visited them at night, in dreams and I have pleaded as a Father would with a son who is on the path to destruction. I have done all in My power, grace and mercy to help them to see. While some have heard and turned to Me, MANY have chosen the wayward path. For broad is the way leading to destruction. And woe to them who march that way. I urge you to the narrow straight gate. I urge you to allow Me to set you on course, on a road that leads to righteousness. I shall never abandon you but walk with you, carry you and mount guard over you.

Let not your hearts be troubled and neither let your anger be kindled against those who have sought to destroy you, your families and your nation. For I have caused it to rain on both the righteous and the wicked. And now is the time when all shall reap what they have sown. For I say vengeance is Mine and I shall not let another have it!

Do not let your anger be kindled, My children. Do not let unforgiveness, bitterness, rage and anger poison you. For it leaves a foothold for the enemy and I do not want to My children to be weakened by such evil tactics. 

I tell you, lo, I say to you My children give Me your anger, hand over your hurt and thoughts of worry and bitterness. Give Me everything that weighs on you. I say cast unto Me your baggage and burdens for I know your thoughts and can hear the people think:

“How shall we go on? How can I pay for this?” “What can I do? Have you heard what they have done?” “Oh, the shortages? What am I going to do? Oh, the gas prices, I can’t afford that.”

The people’s hearts are melting like wax and they are being crushed by the weight and burden of slavery and debt. But I say to YOU MY CHILDREN! I SAY TO YOU IT SHALL NOT COME NEAR YOU! 

You have heard and been taught and now it is time to grow up. You used to think like a child and so act like a child but now it is time for the children of God to grow up. It is time to step up!

I WILL MEET ALL OF YOUR NEEDS. I AM shielding you from the evil one. Ask Me and I shall multiply. Bring your fishes and loaves of bread  and watch Me work. Bring Me your thoughts and desires and allow Me to work on your behalf. Oh how the signs and miracles will follow you because you have placed your trust in Me. Oh, how you shall laugh in the face of debt! You shall have joy in the face of doubt! You shall have strength and courage in the face of fear and persecution.

My sheep know and hear My Voice. I incline My ear to them and I guide them to green pastures. I protect you with My rod and staff. I shall be with you in face of Pharaoh's persecution and nonsensical plans. The kingdom of Egypt, the worshippers of evil demonic spirits that they call gods have set themselves against Me and My children. We have come to the head. We have reached the shoreline and I have blocked and protected My children with a pillar of fire and with a cloud. I have never ceased but stood with you. Now is the time! Now is the time where I say to each of you, take up your staffs and place them in the sea and declare, “Move oh sea! Move oh mountain! Move and make way for the Kingdom of God is here!”

Do not let another do it for you. Do not let an Aaron have to speak on your behalf because I called you. I anointed you. I qualified you My child. The sea obeys, the mountains bow down and the kingdom of darkness submits to the Word of the Lord. The sea has been split. The waters have come up on either side and you move forward. My Hand is upon you and I AM guiding you all to safety. I AM positioning you all to the secret place  of the Most High God. Because now is the time when the sea closes. Now is when the floodgates open.

Hell has no chance. The chariots of evil elitists shall not stand but they shall be washed away by the tidal wave of Glory. Things will shake, markets will move and crumble. The signs are all before you now.

Those that have founded their homes on banks of sand shall be swept away but those who rely on Me, the Rock, shall not be moved. I shall sustain you! I shall be with you! I shall prevail!

Look to the East, oh Canada, for the tide has changed. Look how the waters and its streams are reversing. I AM reversing. I AM reversing evil judgements and sentences. I AM reversing evil schemes and laws. I AM reversing their sinister plots and manufactured shortages, oh how they thought to starve My People? My babies? Oh, you evil and wicked ones I AM setting you back. You sit on thrones of ivory, fake numbers, lies and deceit. You erect yourself on a dais, a platform of schemes, trickery and the blood of innocence all the while making false decrees that have no bearing, for you are counterfeits. You, oh wicked ones! You and all your filthy consorts have set jesters on the throne. They are fools and make a mockery of My Heavenly governance. 

But the time has come. The royal dignitaries of My courts, the kings and priests of My Kingdom have spoken against you, falsely erected jesters and consorts and they have said, “Enough! Enough! We evict you and banish you, oh evil! We break your lies, schemes and power and seize the rights and freedoms of our nation!”

Your canopy of lies and disguise has fallen. The wind and rolling thunder has moved and blown through this nation. My Great Spirit is setting a course for your control rooms and centers and I AM blowing to pieces your concoctions, cocktails and plans of destruction.

Many who have laid hidden. Many high-ranking officials and companions that I have called and joined together, I have given them their orders. Plans have been made. Areas have been mapped out. I AM the Great Strategist and I have assembled loyal servants, prophets and officials. Operation Kingdom bound is set to launch and I AM punching in coordinates now. Let the detonation begin. Let the fireworks launch and truth bombs drop. It is time to show the world how it has been a slave. The high places shall crash and burn. The evil altars built underground shall crumble under My Shaking. 

Vatican, oh Vatican, you evil witchcraft generating mafia. How dare you even utter My Name as the venom of asps is on your lips. The blood of children is on your hands and your mouths are open desecrating graves. You have assaulted Me by offending the Little Ones and I AM overturning your rule once and for all. I AM done with your church games. I AM finished with your mixing and matching My Word with that of the devil. How dare you! How dare you! You who once called Me Father but never knew My Son. You speak about holiness and My Goodness but your heart condemns you because you worship another. First your flesh and then the devil. 

Oh, how I will expose you and your centuries of defilements? How even until now you have stolen and kept hidden the Truth and My Word. But not for long. Watch, as I dismantle your principality. I AM cutting you off. The earth cannot yield to you so you have leeched off of My true Kingdom Carriers. But no more! The money flow shall stop. You will squirm and begin to squeal and like the foul hogs you are, living in muck and mire, feeding off of the innocence and blood…a roasting spit of your own making is ready. But those you have trusted, the spirits, they shall devour you. You will become a beast of the field and lose all your humanity to your flesh that has known no bounds of evil.

I AM has come down. The Great I AM is here and He has come to win back the hearts of nations. To overrule and pass sentences on evil wicked men and women. And to right the wrong that has been done especially to the children. I AM come so that ye may have Victory, Light and Life more abundantly!

Photograph by: Brianna R. from Unsplash.com. There was just something about this photograph that is mesmerizing. I see the Lion of Judah always looking out for His little lion cubs.

I have said this before and I shall say it again. My Son came as the Lamb before you. He came before the world as a Lamb that is dumb before its shearers. He was stripped of His coat, He was marred and covered with the spots and wrinkles of sin and sickness. Yet He opened not His mouth but was obedient. He hung before you all. A perfect sacrifice, My Little Lamb. Oh, how I loved Him. Oh, how He was and is My Precious Son that I gave you all as the Lamb. 

But He rose. That lamb died and rose off that cross as a Mighty Lion. The Lion of Judah has risen and He roared in the face of death and destruction. That same Lion lives in all of you. And as I have spoken I shall say again, rise up you lions. Rise up you lions of the Spirit and Roar! Roar! Roar! Let us roar in the face of cancer! Let us roar in the face of debt and doubt! Let us roar in the face of the kingdom of darkness! For the tribe of Judah were warriors but they were first worshippers. The best warrior is one who worships and declares the goodness of God in the face of evil. For worship shakes and quakes the enemy camps. It levels platforms and strongholds. I say to the young cubs, to the young lions and even the old lions, Roar! Roar with your King and Saviour, the Mighty Lion of the Tribe of Judah who has arisen! Amen and Amen. 

Let all the earth cry out! Let it sing with the roars that echo across the land! Oh, how the enemy camps shake and fall like that of Jericho. It falls and implodes on itself.

I say to you court jester, Trudeau, who is comforting you now? Where are your friends? Where are your pals? Where are your titles and so-called honourifics? You are no more than a terrified child cowering in the corner and yet this pressure shall make you throw a tantrum. You seek vengeance on your own people. You have concocted schemes and ploys and you think you can muzzle an army of lions. Oh, how they see through you and will not submit again. You so hate freedom. You so despise and sneer at the Canadian people.

You are an untruthful weasel and you shall be plucked up by your tail and shaken. All the papers, undercover deals, secret meetings and new lockdown measures and treaties shall be shaken out from your pockets like the school bully you are!

But lo, do not think those that stood by and watched you bully on the playground will be left off the hook. Oh, for I have My Shepherd’s crook ready and those that rallied behind you silently and openly on that playground will be caught with their trousers down. Even the consorts who were dallying, flirting and fraternizing will be caught with their skirts flying up over their heads exposing every deep and dark folly. For I have seen the scheming. I know the orange and blue stood by cheering on the bully of the playground. You picked, prodded, pushed and even abused My children and the people of this nation. The so-called “teacher on duty”, principal, and monitoring staff have all been corrupted. They have allowed these childish antics to continue. So I AM blowing the whistle and I have come down to settle the score. I have come to make right what has so wrongly been perverted. 

Oh, do not be fooled by your blue knights in armour. For they come dashing in on white stallions and profess love and protection over you, My daughter, Canada. They look and sound trustworthy but do not give them a token of your affection for these knights have paid off the tourney judges. They profess chivalry and honour but their swords have blood stains and they carry shields of dishonour. They too have tread in the wicked places and have sneered and snickered at My Name. 

Woe to you Poilievre for you come sauntering in like a knight in shining armour. They shall prop you up as a saviour but you have no intention of saving. You say to Me that I AM not welcome in this nation, in your party, and in your home. I have extended My hand to you but you would not take it. You are a Saul not a David. So pull and play with the puppet string but sooner or later your white stallion shall rear up and you will fall flat on your back. 

Chrystia, Chrystia the wicked witch of the waste. You have flaunted and paraded about shamelessly. You welcome strangers to your bed, offer deals of blood and yet you are not satisfied. You roam around on that playground cursing the other children. You were there throwing the stones at them and I say to you the wind of change has blown through and My Whirlwind is coming and it shall blow up your skirt over your head. You will wander around, exposed for all, blind but not ashamed. You will laugh and cackle as if it is a joke but this is no joke and I AM not laughing. I know what you have done. I know you have tried to curse and devour the children, oh, how their innocence cries out to Me. Your tower is falling fast, Chrystia and with you shall fall all your lovers and partners.

Ms. Bergen, Ms. Bergen how you have found your voice and the podium you so longed for. Your passionate speeches proceed you but they are empty, null and void. I AM not fooled and I hold you and many of the blue knights accountable for your indiscretion, falsity, lies and deceit. I see past all your schemes. You who shift and make up rules. You who will not answer Me. Do not think that I don’t hear for I know what you and all these false pretending knights say, “We are a law unto ourselves. We can hide in secret places and no one will know.” 

You are vultures! Vultures who circle about looking for opportunity that when you see it you descend and pick at the filthy remains. Well, just as you have written Me off I shall write you off. My hand was extended to you but you have kindled My anger and I shall expose you for the vultures you are. I have set the bait out for you and you who fly up so high and look so beautiful and mighty from afar but you shall descend to pick at the scraps of flesh but when you do the people shall see you for the ugly, false pretenders you are!

Their jaws will drop and they shall say, “These are not mighty eagles! They are scavengers and vultures pretending to be!”

Ha, ha, ha you thought by keeping your distance that this would buy you security? Oh, but wait, for I shall show Canada that the blue is not blue at all.

There is one in the distance. There is one who has sung a song all this time. He has begun as a little blue bird. He has come and rested on My Hand and he chirps and sings of freedom. He yearns for Canada and has tried to build a nest. One by one he has picked up the sticks and tried to build but evil winds have blown against him. But I have come and My Spirit blows new winds under his wings and he has grown. He continues to sing and the song has carried throughout the land. Other birds have flocked towards the song for they recognize it. They know its tune for they sing it, too. More and more these birds will flock. They will leave their nests of comfort, they will stop building their own nests and come flocking. Birds of different colours with feathers of such variety shall come and flock to his side. And he will grow and I shall breathe upon him and he will explode and burn with fire, a phoenix, so great and mighty! The fire of God burning in His feathers, the colours so dazzling they will attract all and speak of My Glory. But even as such, he will still come and rest on My forearm like that of a trained bird who knows his master. Oh, how he will lead the charge, a great and mighty army flocking together and singing of freedom. They will come from East to West and North to South. This is the one I have called, the one true David.

My children, My children I AM with you. I have not and will not abandon you. I have come and I share with you good news. This nation is not lost. Your families shall not remain broken or divided and I shall balance the scales of justice, once again. I say to you, I have overcome the world and as you abide in Me, I will also abide in you. My precious lions, My mighty lions you are awakening and the time has come for you to witness the reward of the wicked. To watch as I move. Every word I have spoken shall be fulfilled and not one stroke shall be amiss.

Amen and Amen.