All Aboard the S.S. Hope

 

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All Aboard the S.S. Hope

Monday, March 24, 2025 1:23PM

My dearest Canada and her noble people, the birth pains of change are rumbling beneath your surface. I see the birth of a new resurrected nation but before that can happen some well intentioned pruning has also commenced.

The kingdom of darkness is overplaying its hand, once again. They have stacked the cards in their favour. More than that, to ensure victory they have stacked the deck, rigged the table, bought off the dealer and fellow “card players”. Even the chips they have are nothing more than stolen pieces of plastic that they convince those around them (and even themselves) as good, hard earned money. I laugh at their childish antics. They have never been good at following the rules but it’s a good thing that I AM proficient at Texas Hold ‘Em and I’m about to hold them accountable.

I see Mark Carney, the Carnival Master, is up to his old tricks. You are very cunning like your father the devil. Slithering your way around My maple tree. You coil around her and try to constrict the trunk of the tree. You tighten your hand around the base of the trunk to choke out the new growing roots and furthermore you bite and snap at the tree injecting her with poison. You haven’t changed a bit, Carney. You who I have given many opportunities to repent and change your ways yet you have chosen the debauchery of the carnival. You thrive off of the chaotic antics and relish in the clownish acts of darkness. I know your plans and I see the darkness in your heart. You despise My Ways and with a cunning, sarcastic smile, politely decline My Name and extended Hand but behind closed doors the mask drops and the true beast is revealed. Do not think you can hide from Me. Do not think that I will sit idly by as you plot and scheme how to deceive the nation that your false hand is true. We both know you have no cards left to play and so you must lie, lie and lie until it becomes truth in the people’s ears. 

Listen, Oh Canada! An assault against your freedoms has been launched. Things did not go as they planned and in a mad flurry the circus is working overtime to make up for their losses. They are terrified to lose their strong hold on Canada. Many nations are waking from their socially engineered slumbers and Canada is next on the list to be jerked awake. The beautiful maple has become so sickly with dried branches weighing her down. The tree now leans to the left as the weight of decay pulls her down but with a quick swipe of My Sword I will cut the dead brush and ignite a fire. The serpent that coils around your trunk suffocating the new roots and poisoning the earth will be met with My Heel. My Church you are serpent treaders and Carney the Carnival Master is nothing more than a garden snake propping himself up as an anaconda. 

I say to you My people, I know they have been tightening the screws. They tighten up your bank accounts, they restrict your freedoms, they try to lock up your health and bar you against what is good and just. But do not worry for I AM the Lord your God and I have a plan. We are taking the stronghold from the inside out. Like Joab, we are sneaking our way up the watershaft, taking back the Kingdom Keys of Canada and unlocking the front gate. Heaven’s armies are waiting outside to work on your behalf. Whatever you shall open no one will shut and whatever you shall shut no one shall open (Isaiah 22:22). I shall personally see to it that Canada is rightfully restored in her authority under me and that she shall be put back on her right course.

I know for many years her ship has sailed off course. False captain, after false captain has steered her away from Me and blamed the tumultuous sea. For the sea has always been tumultuous and fickle and with wisdom and right thinking by following My Ways, the sea can easily be navigated. However, evil men who have sold their souls for money, glory and power have disguised themselves as naval captains all clad in white but their hearts are black and oozing with misdeeds. They intentionally lie and speak blasphemous lies over the intercom. They steer the ship into the rocky cliff face. Oh yes! They have constructed their own D-Day for Canada and they think it will go their way.

As the ship takes hits and rocks to and fro they blame the rough seas but all the while their lack of wisdom and reprobate minds do not allow them to navigate. The passengers become alarmed and start to gripe and grumble so they lie and say, “For your own safety we must cut off all the lifeboats!” And they will continue, “you must rid yourself of weighty things for they are weighing the ship and sinking her!” And some of the passengers do. Some go along with their nonsense. All the while the loading dock door is opened on purpose and men with evil intentions and wayward thinking come swimming in. The ship continues to rattle and rock and the more hits she takes the more the passengers and even the crew fly into a panic. So they throw more and more off the ship! The women throw their children, the men cast their dignity. Chaos erupts and a mad frenzy ensues as people are throwing all of their means off the ship. Everything from money, to titles, freedoms, security and the clothes off their backs. The ship however, continues to sink and take hits. Some of the crew even jump to save themselves. All the while the wayward captain stands calmly at the helm sipping his drink and enjoying the fear from the chaos. He smiles with pleasure and continues to ramp up the speed of the boat. Some of the crew try to mutiny but they are simply beaten back into submission. Blackmail, scandals, money and dark dealings. It doesn’t take much to silence them.

Just as all hope seems lost and the collision course certain a horn will blow and resound throughout the land. Its sound will churn up the waves. One after another slowing the momentum of the ship until a tidal wave comes and it will crash and wash over her. She will roll three times and on that third roll she will buoy up and float at a standstill. The waters will calm and along will come the S.S. Hope in all of her Glory! Yes, this magnificent ship is fashioned with every tool and life-preserving device. It is the Coast-guard of Heaven and we will pull up alongside you, Oh Canada. Those who were cast off the ship, we will fish out of the water. We will mend and save. My Children will be busy at work searching and looking through the binoculars. They will extend a hand and help those who are drowning. They will give them the sustenance they need. My Fishers of Men! Oh, how the Spirit has trained you well. Many of the passengers will be fished out. Some of the crew will be brought on board but will serve sentences in the ship’s gallows and there are those who shall drown for they spitefully reject to be saved by My Hand.

The S.S. Hope will refashion you, Oh Canada! We will make you new. We will raise new sails that shall be filled with the wind of the Spirit. Your hull shall be reborn and a new mast shall be erected. The new flag of a united Canada shall fly, once again!

I know hopelessness tried to covet your land. There is so much upheaval and turmoil everywhere you turn it seems. Things are never how they seem though and despite the shenanigans of the enemy and his cohort, the battle has already been decided. I have the final say. I have the final Word. Hope shall make her stand. For this nation is Mine says the Lord and I do not care what Carney and his carnival of sin have planned. I care not for what they scheme and plan for they shall lose by My Hand.

Canada, Oh Canada, I know the pressure that has mounted against you. I know the evil Cabal has set its sights on you and they are rearing up to put more pressure on the people. They seem to have set up military camps and strongholds everywhere but have NO FEAR! We shall take them from within their own stronghold and capital walls.

Like a Joab, who made his way up the tsinnor (Hebrew word for pipe, spit, conduit or watershaft) and took the keys of the city, I too have taken the keys of death and hades. I shall open the city gates from the inside and allow the armies of Heaven to infiltrate. But alas, remember I have gifted you the Keys My Children. The Kingdom Keys are yours and you are My rightful heirs. Inherit your land Canada. Open doors and they shall be opened to your nation. Close doors and they shall be closed. Do not forget the power of My Son that lies in you. He descended into the depths of hell and made sport of the evil one. He stripped him of all his adornments, fastenings and robe. His authority and the keys, therein, of the earth were ripped from his puny claws. The light of dawn has no comparison to the great ray of Light that penetrated and blinded all of hell. And that very same light burns within you. My Son ascended on the third day wielding the very keys that were bestowed to Adam, restored and now they are given to you. 

You are My heirs. I have crowned you in loving-kindness. I have gifted you rings of power, keys of authority, robes of righteousness, adornments of stature, medals of honour and horns of victory. Resound throughout the land the victory that I have. Sing praises throughout the land that the enemy is defeated. For the joy of the Lord is your strength. If you are weary. If you are hopeless, if you are listless and restless. If you are unsure, uncertain, suffocating and just plain angry and done with it all, call My Name. Call My Name and I'll be there. I will lift you up. I will raise your countenance. I am Jehovah Jireh, the Lord your Provider and if there is anything you lack I will give it to you abundantly. 

There are small lighthouses scattered throughout the land. Their numbers are small but their lights flicker brilliantly in the darkness. They are the households of the Lord. They are but small pinpricks on the great map but lo, there they are steadily burning from East to the West. Many of the lighthouses have dimmed. Some have gone out entirely and it breaks My Heart. The enemy snickers and laughs at the little houses. He overlooks them which is a grave mistake. In this moment, at this time and very second, I am bestowing to each lighthouse keeper, My Oil. Pour it upon the flames and watch as tender fires erupt into a blaze. The heat is so strong, the light is so brilliant and the power is such a force to be reckoned with. Even the most dwindling and smouldering fire will be alight with new life again. I will throw in the dead brush of the maple and it will be consumed and transformed. I will blow my winds of change. The Great Spirit will move swiftly carrying these lighthouse flames across the nation. The lost will see the light, the ships will come home and take harbour, once again. The lighthouse keepers will pass on the torches to ignite the young ones. The little lighthouses will have a double portion. I will bestow upon them a greater hearth to hold greater fires. I will cast aside the chains and cut asunder the bars that hold them back. They will build greater, taller and magnificent lighthouses none which the world has ever seen. Ships across nations will sail from far and wide to gather at the harbor of the maple. The oil I give you will immerse this land and like maple syrup it will flow from every tree. It will permeate and stick to everything. The enemy and all his plans will be caught in a great sticky mess. They will try to remove it but the harder they try the more it flows and flows until it overflows! 

Oh, the plans I have for you, Oh Canada! You wouldn’t believe the great things that are coming your way if I told you in detail. Be not afraid of this election. Do not fall for their constant ramblings of tariffs. They simply seek to distract, distract, distract. And when the chance comes they manipulate the people with their psychological abuse and games. I’m telling you to brace yourselves. Do not get wrapped up in the politics, or the economics and sociological debates. Get wrapped up in My Kingdom ways and Word. I have the final say. I have the final Word. Canada is Mine says the Lord and I will not let another have her. Her people, My Children everything down to the last maple key and drop of syrup I see and hold in My Hands. Do not be disturbed or unsettled by their cheap parlour tricks and circus acts. Instead, shut them down as the heirs and lighthouse keepers of this land you have far more power than you think. 

It is My sincerest wish and deepest desire that you come to know Me fully. That You call on My Name and know you can depend upon it. That when you seek Me know that I will always answer. I AM HERE FOR YOU.

Let us decree and declare Little Ones:

Heavenly Father, Holy is Your Name. Your Kingdom has come. Let Your will be done here on earth, in Canada, as it is in Heaven. We thank you that You are our Great Provider. We thank you that you have forgiven us and we are set free by the Grace of Jesus. Under any testing, we will prove ourselves strong and steadfast like a blade that is quenched. We forgive those who have laid out an assault against our nation. We let go of our cares, concerns, worries and stresses and place them into Your capable and strong Hands. We know that every tomorrow is full of your victory!

Father, we declare, as heirs of your Kingdom and ambassadors of our nation Canada, that the doors of evil plans and schemes by agents of darkness be shut in the Name of Jesus. And we declare that the doors of Heaven’s plans and purposes for Canada be opened. With our hands, we turn the key and open the gates of our nation to You and we welcome Heaven’s armies to take the very center. We thank you for turning our nation from the inside out. 

We pray for our brother and sister lighthouse keepers that they will be filled to overflowing. That instead of mourning they receive a great infilling of the Oil of Joy. We ask that you bolster us up and fill our sails with hope and alight our fires with tenacity, ferocity and Strength. Give us new songs to sing, new melodies to hum and a new dance to dance because the battle is already won. We thank you that you are on the throne and we submit ourselves to Your Plans and Purposes. We pray for the children and Little Ones that You have great plans for and we thank you for delivering them and raising them up. We also pray and open the doors of Your Word, Father. We command that Your Word be multiplied throughout, our Land Canada and that messengers and labourers of Your Word be multiplied and brought up. 

We thank you for a great harvest and we thank you that Jesus is King and by Him and His authority, the gates of hell cannot prevail against us or Your Plans, Oh Lord! Canada is Your’s and we thank you for turning her around! We trample on the snake and his plans and we declare that they be brought to naught in Jesus’ Name! Canada is our home, it is our nation and they shall not have it! Amen.