By Chad Taylor (06-23-2000)
"And suddenly there came a sound from Heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting..." (Acts 2:2).
The lightning of My presence is upon you Seattle. The thunder of My voice is about to be heard in you, the veil rent in two. The ground will shake, the graves will open and you children will be set free. I am about to shake the prison houses where My people are hidden and their shackles shall come loose. They will be in their right mind. From legion to liberty says the Lord. From legion to liberty.
I will break up the fountains of the deep, I will dig the old wells. I will break up the fallow ground. I will now remember the prophecies that have been spoken a generation before you. They have come as a memorial before Me. As an incense. I will now stir the ancient flames, the revival fires that once burned in your midst. Suddenly Seattle I will come upon you. I will not allow the minds of men to dictate and control, NO. I will suddenly come upon you Seattle. The word I say to you is the word of Elisha,
"Hear the word of the Lord; Thus says the Lord, tomorrow about this time shall a measure of fine flour be sold for a shekel, and two measures of barley for a shekel, in the gate of [Seattle]." (2nd Kings 7:1).
The famine of My presence is over. The dearth and the hunger has come to an end. I will now give back what the locust have devoured. Like a flood I will suddenly be upon you. I will visit your widows and orphans in their distress. Your children shall be blessed. A river of revival shall flood your streets. The sounds of dancing and rejoicing will be heard from your highways and bi-ways. I will loose the shackles from your children's feet. The smoke of fatted calves will be seen across the land as the heart of the prodigal comes home.
Suddenly Seattle will the fire of reformation burn and burn. The baskets that have hidden your faith shall be consumed. Nations from afar will see the flames of revival burning in you. I will consume the sacrefice from the altar. I will lap up the wood, hay, and stubble. Only pure gold will remain. I will vistit your streets with healing. Your city with the latter rain. As in the days of Peter will it be seen in you,
"Insomuch that they brought the forth the sick into the streets, and laid them on beds and couches, that atleast the shadow of Peter passing by might overshadow some of them..." (Acts 5:15).
The lame will walk, the blind will see. The spirit of abortion will be abolished in your borders Seattle. No longer will the destinies and purposes of your children be aborted. But they shall come to fruition and maturation in this hours says the Lord. The reaper shall overtake the sower. Suddenly Seattle will these things come to pass. An evangelistic army will rise from your midst. An army of prophetic evangelists shall march into the land. Signs and wonders will herald their coming. Suddenly Seattle you will be filled with the glory of the Lord. Suddenly Seattle the hand of God will fall upon you. Gird up the loins of your mind, a day of visitation is upon you says The Lord. A day of visitation is upon you.
By Chad Taylor
Via ConsumingFire
