Whose Report Will My People Believe?

 

In the very early hours of this morning, I was suddenly awakened by the voice of my heavenly Father.

He spoke to me with a voice that carried the greatness and power of his authority.  He spoke these words to me, “In this hour, whose report will My people believe?”

As I heard these words they were like flaming arrows that penetrated my heart.  Suddenly I could feel and see the glory of the LORD begin to fill my room.  As His presence touched my surroundings the atmosphere in my bedroom was instantaneously changed.

I could taste the sweetness of honey upon my lips, my vision became so clear, it was as if I could see through and beyond the walls of the room that I was lying in.  Immediately, I answered His question, and without thinking, a loud cry came up from the depths of my spirit, “Father help our unbelief!”

“Now jesus said to the disciples, “If you only have faith in God, this is the absolute truth—you can say to this mount of olives, ‘rise up and fall into the sea and your command will be obeyed.  All that’s required is that you believe and have no doubt!”   Mark 11:22-23.

Prophetically in this hour, I believe that the Father is asking us (the body of Christ) a very poignant question, “Whose report will you believe?”

We are standing at one of the greatest spiritual cross roads the church has ever encountered, and the next step we take will be determined by how we answer this very poignant question!

In this season, our faith is being put to the test.

Prophetically this is the hour of transition, we are “Crossing over,” will we be moved by fear, intimidation, unbelief and doubt at the sight and size of the giants in our promised land, or will we moved at the sight and the size of our God that has already given us the victory….?

Father, in this very hour, I ask you to grant to us a heart that is free of unbelief so that we may move, advance and cross over into the land you have promised.We decree, you are the God of the impossible, you are the God of the supernatural, you are the god of the Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.

Father, open our blind eyes and our deaf ears that we may see and hear you clearly in the midst of increasing darkness.

Holy Spirit enable and empower us to only see with eyes of faith, hope, expectation, love and the assurance of great victory.

Yes Father would you, open the eyes of your servant that I may always see the chariots of fire upon the hilltops and mountains of difficulties and trials.

Open my eyes to see that greater are those that are with me than those that have come against me.

Father rent the veil that has blinded the hearts of your people and reveal the power of your glory and the power of your presence that transformation and change may come, that the Kingdom of heaven may be established upon the earth.

In the mighty name of Jesus.

Father God, we deeply repent of the sin of unbelief and we renounce all doubt, despair, fear, hopelessness, intimidation, manipulation and death in Jesus’ name.

I Decree and Declare: I will believe, trust and surrender to your will and your strange and mysterious ways.

I choose to believe what your word has promised.  I believe that you are the all powerful, almighty and all victorious one, the God of heaven and earth, you heal every disease, you restore broken lives, you revive and resurrect everything that is dry and dead, you bring forth supernatural provision for every need, your power and grace moves every mountain of hardship and difficulty, yes!

You fill in the valleys and level the mountains before me, you lead me into increase, abundance and overflow, you bring me forth in full and complete victory, in Jesus’ name!

Unbelief Is A Barren Field

“In a strange land: nothing lives there.
Unbelief is a deep hole
Full of heavy clay: I don’t want to be there.
I will rise up from my unbelief,
Up to the place of faith;
To fly up high on eagle’s wings
By grace.

I will fan the flame of faith,
Fan the flame of faith,
Fan the flame of faith again.

Lost hope is a weary mind,
It’s a sickened heart, a stolen vision.
Lost hope is a downcast soul,
It’s the bitter taste of disappointment.
But I know a hope that is coming,
Hope that is a tree of life.
So I’m trusting in the living hope, Jesus Christ.”

by Godfrey Birtill (Copyright© 2004 Thankyou Music)

 

Blessings to you all.
~ by Veronika West



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