This afternoon I heard these words!
“Listen My beloved America! Watch, for now the sickle of triumph will be used to reap the harvest of the seeds you have sown in the past seasons,” says God.
Now as I heard these words this afternoon, I was taken into an incredible spirit encounter where I saw an open heaven over the Nation of America.
Then I saw a sharp sickle in the hand of God, coming down upon a large field that was ready to be Harvested.
Now as I looked at the sickle, I saw the word “TRIUMPH” deeply engraved upon it.
Then again I heard a voice saying, “America I have appointed a harvest for you. In this season I shall restore the fortunes of My people and I shall bring them out of captivity.
For My beloved America, you shall not be cut off. But that which you have sown you shall now reap the harvest with great joy!”
America, I saw the face of your future president on the sharp, serrated and curved blade of the sickle in God’s hand!
Now again, my eyes were drawn to the word “TRIUMPH” that was engraved upon the sharp sickle. By divine revelation I saw and understood that God was showing me the “Anointing” and the “Mantle,” that are going to be upon of the future President of the American people.
I was shown the face of a man which was reflected on the sharp, serrated and curved edge of the sickles’ steel blade. Now I watched as the hand of God held the sharp sickle called “TRIUMPH.” I watched closely as His hand moved upon the grain cutting it with great precision and great accuracy.
Then suddenly I saw many Angels descending upon the field where they began to gather up the Harvest. As I stood watching, suddenly an Angel appeared in front on me and written in gold upon his chest was the number 126.
Immediately it was quickened to me Psalms 126 which says,
“It seemed like a dream, too good to be true, when God returned Zion’s exiles. We laughed, we sang, we couldn’t believe our good fortune. We were the talk of the nations, “God was wonderful to them!” God was wonderful to us; we are one happy people.”
And now, God, do it again! Bring rains to our drought-stricken lives, so those who planted their crops in despair. will shout hurrahs at the harvest. So those who went off with heavy hearts, will come home laughing, with armloads of blessing!
America hear the Word of the LORD!
I prophesy: There is a harvest that has been appointed for you as a nation, for the seeds you have sown in tears you shall now reap in joy.
Watch for now the sharp sickle called “Triumph” comes to reap the harvest of that which you have sown.
I prophesy: Your future president shall carry the mantle that shall make America great once again to the glory of God.
Nations shall be drawn to the brightness of your rising. Many will say, “It is like dream too good to be true!”
America, you shall turn and return to your first love and you shall become as launching pad among the nations of the earth for the greatest outpouring of signs, wonders and miracles.
Blessings to you all.
~ by Veronika West