I heard, “The Prayers of the Saints are a sweet incense to God and they are being mixed with Fire from the Golden Altar in Heaven to send against the enemy!”
And with this Fire is coming Recompense.
“Beloved. In your distress you called upon Me and I heard you, My Child. Your prayers have ascended before Me as a sweet fragrance. It is the precious aroma of Christ. No prayer is unheard, My Child.
“Every prayer from the lips of the My Redeemed is anointed by the Breath of God. Each prayer is precious and honored; It is received with joy and kept in golden bowls before the Throne of Grace.
“Do not think even one prayer has been forgotten. All the prayers you have ever prayed are safe with your Abba Father. Your prayers were never in vain, Dear One.
“Your prayers, accepted in heaven, are producing great changes upon earth. They are sweet incense combined with Fire from the Altar of Heaven and they are being poured out upon the earth.
“This is Wonder Working Power! They shall produce signs and wonders. They shall destroy the works of the devil. And the enemy’s camp shall hear Divine voices, and hear My thunderings, and see Holy Lightnings, and the earth shall quake.
“The signs of the Divine judgment are breaking forth upon the kingdom of darkness. I have heard the prayers of My Righteous Ones. Fear not, Beloved, Your God has arisen in answer to the cries of My People.
“How marvelous is the Power of your prayers, My Child. What you have prayed in secret your Father has seen, and He who sees in secret has now come with Fire to reward and recompense you openly!
“I shall deliver you from he who is too strong for you! For your God is a consuming Fire!”
Recompense: A return for something done, suffered, or given. Compensation offered in recompense for injuries. Make amends to (someone) for loss or harm suffered. Restitution: To give something to someone as a payment or reward for their efforts or loss.
“May my prayer be set before You like incense, my uplifted hands like the evening offering,” Psalm 141:2.
“Cornelius stared at him in fear and asked, “What is it, Lord?” The angel answered, “Your prayers and gifts to the poor have ascended as a memorial offering before God,” Acts 10:4.
“When He had taken the scroll, the four living creatures and the twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb. Each one had a harp, and they were holding golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of the saints,” Revelation 5:8.
“And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer (of fire); and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel’s hand. Then the angel took the censer, filled it with fire from the altar, and threw it to the earth. And there were voices, thunderings, lightnings, and an earthquake,” Revelation 8:3.
“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know how we ought to pray, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groans too deep for words,” Romans 8:26.
“Pray in the Spirit at all times, with every kind of prayer and petition. To this end, stay alert with all perseverance in your prayers for all the saints,” Ephesians 6:18.
“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God,” Philippians 4:6.
“Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children; and walk in love, just as Christ also loved you and gave Himself up for us, an offering and a sacrifice to God as a fragrant aroma,” Ephesians 5:1.
“The earth shook and trembled. There went up a smoke and a fire: coals were kindled at it. At the brightness that was before Him His thick clouds passed, hailstones and coals of fire. The LORD also thundered in the heavens, and the Highest gave His voice, hailstones and coals of fire. Yea, He sent out His arrows, and scattered them: He shot out lightnings and discomfited them . . . He delivered me from my strong enemy,” (Psalm 18:4-19 part)
~ Deborah Waldron Fry