If you are a prophetic vessel, or a prophet who has felt an unusually intense level of attack on areas of your life, or feeling ‘pressed out’ of the church or ministry you are involved in and you can’t really quite put your finger on why- this word of encouragement is for you.
I want to preface this word by emphasizing the importance of forgiveness, and overcoming church hurt in this season.
Forgive the unloving behavior.
Repent for bitterness, offense, anger at people or God.
Bless those who hurt you.
Remember- we do not battle with flesh and blood.
Uncover the anger and grieve, and give it to Abba, then ask what He has in return for you. If you feel you need further help, I highly recommend attending inner healing prayer ministry with a certified ministry. (click here to find out more).
If you seek God for healing, He is faithful to bring the right people, resources and revelations you need to overcome. One of the beautiful things about our Saviour is that He already has the keys to our healing, even before the wound was inflicted.
I was praying recently, and I saw a picture of dented piece of metal, I knew it was a prophetic vessel but could not see the full picture. After pressing in hard against spiritual resistance, I saw the full picture- a dented trumpet.
The trumpet represents the bruised trumpets- the wounded prophetic one, who have been dented, silenced and shut down by Pharisaical stones, thrown as they have begun to speak, worship, dance or declare. There has been harsh judgment, there has been fear of things misunderstood. Religion stifles true discernment, and many have felt the sting of these, leaving the question “What is wrong with me?”
Some have been intimidated by the prophetic, others were simply used by the enemy because they have bondages they have not unshsackled from. For some it was purely fear in their own souls that was not flushed out. But the table is turning.
I saw that as they had been dented their sound could not come out, but the sound had been building up in the bowels of the trumpet, and suddenly it couldn’t be contained any longer.
The blast came belting through, out of the trumpets mouth and as the sound flew out it pushed back out the dent.
If you have stepped out into any form of prophetic ministry and felt wounded or shut down, and the gift in has been building and building to almost bursting point- your time is now.
Clear out any forgiveness, clear out the bitter waters.
Cry out “Father, forgive them for they know not what they do.”
Ask for the coal form His alter to cleanse your lips, be of clean hands before Him.
Let the purified living waters flow out from you, do not be discouraged because the Lord your God was with you.
That frustration is about to come forth as a mighty blast to knock on heaven’s door and rock the foundations many man made structures.
He spoke to me and said-
“Intimidation is breaking off my people, off my prophetic ones.
They come out of the cave now, they are coming out of the cave.
Now, in this season they are coming out.
Now! In THIS season they coming out of the caves.
I am bringing down great authority upon them.
My power, my protection is over them. I am their covering.
Go! Go! Blow the trumpet your God has given you.
Do not hide the light your God has called you to portray.
Give Him glory for He comes upon the clouds.
He is coming, riding the thunder.
Climb the mountains men and women of God who hold His mouthpiece.
Climb the mountain and let the blasts be heard.
Over this nation, over every nation.
Let the blast be heard.
A new tribe arises!
A new call cries out!
A new people are being formed.
A new bride is being founded.
Call out to deep and I will call back to the depths of you.
Cry out to me and I will cry back to you.
Mountains are moving.
Skylines are changing.
Kingdoms are toppling.
New light is being birthed in darkness.
Bring a travailing cry unto me, says God.
Bring a travailing unto me,
and I will cause you to bring forth might for the nations.
You will carry nations in your prayer, warfare and supplication.
Disciplinary measures are taking place toward governments, toward big builders and against the elite, in my body first, then the world.
I discipline my children.
I discipline those I love.
I love my Bride dearly.
So now I bring disciplinary measures.
Do not shy back from me.
Weep, yes.
Lament, yes.
But do not cry for too long, because I am by your side.
Cry, let go.
Release all things into my hand.
And I will bring back to you gold and precious silver, not of this world but of the Heavenly realm.