The Master of the Hidden Ones
The Master of the Hidden Ones: “I know your name.”
“Beloved.
A Hidden Company is rising.
They are not new, but overwhelmed and overshadowed
by the noise of big platforms.
Some feel overlooked, but I say:
“You are not forgotten, Dear One.”
Do you see how I have hidden you,
kept you from those things going on in the world.
The rich and famous, the imposters, the corrupted,
In all spheres, even the church, they are being uncovered,
but you, My Child, are always covered.
You are part of My Secret Company.
a prophetic army preparing the way in wilderness seasons.
Like a voice crying in the desert,
you are making a highway for The LORD
not for your name, but for Mine.
You dwell in quiet places,
matured through trial, shaped by intimacy,
carrying My Fire forged in the Secret Place.
Many of you feel unseen,
yet heaven knows your name.
From homes, through journals and whispered prayers,
you prepare highways in the wilderness,
making straight a path for the King.
You love My Presence more than applause.
You carry visions too big for small boxes.
Your compassion runs deeper
than the stages of men.
You are not weak, but yielded.
Not loud, but gently powerful.
Not isolated, but hidden in Christ.
Not frail, but fiercely prophetic.
I know your name and so does the enemy.
He knows Whose you are
and he flees.
Your life is a living canvas
where My Voice is heard
and My Heart revealed daily.
You are many parts, yet one Body.
Your words bring salvation, healing, and awakening.
Through your simple obedience,
hearts will fall down and declare,
“God is truly among you.”
To My Hidden Prophets
you are not overlooked.
Your quiet prayers
are building highways in the wilderness.
So arise, My Love.
My Hidden Ones.
You are small but mighty.
I know your name, My Child.
Prepare the way.
The Bride is awakening.”
“He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of The LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust.”
Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the perilous pestilence.
He shall cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you shall take refuge; His Truth shall be your shield and buckler.” Psalm 91:1-4.
~ Deborah Waldron Fry


Beautiful..thank you.
AMEN! Blessings dear Deborah.
Amen!!!