Spokane: A River of Many Colors

I see a river, a river flowing from His throne coming from this place called Spokane. A river of many faces and races. A river of many colors. I see this river flowing into the sea, I see this river filling the Pacific Rim with fire. With fire and glory. A river of many colors flowing into the Pacific Rim with the fires of end time revival.

I see this river merging with many other rivers from other places and nations. A great river of healing and restoration is cutting the through the rocks and valleys of religion to bring rivers in the desolate heights and pools of water in the desert. I see the words Psalm 133 written on the rocks of this river. Like a river the oil is pouring from Arron's beard. And like a river shall it flow from Spokane, WA. The dew of Hermon shall come from this place Spokane. And the Lord will command a blessing.

I hear the rumbling of a shaking coming to this area as well. I hear the rumblings of a spiritual earthquake. Many seats of authority being upset and principalities usurped from their ancient places. I see the old places, the historical landmarks of church building coming alive again. I see a spark igniting in the old places steeped in tradition. I see an alliance between the pentecostals and the conservatives, like the fisherman in Luke 5 harvest will demand a greater level of unity every imagined. They will cry out to the partners in the other boats, "Come help us! We can hold such a great catch!"

I see a vast network of ministries starting in Spokane, WA. Tying the knots of fellowship throughout the Pacific North West and the world. I see a large base of operation of prayer and intercession mobilized in Spokane, WA. Similar to the World Prayer Center in Colorado Springs. A place of strategy and world evangelism. A mantle of Philip the Evangelist is settling upon the shoulders of Spokane as they invade the Samaria's of the world.

I see the word Apostolic over Spokane, WA. A apostolic headquarter for the end time Church. And like the Apostles of old their cry will be, "That I might become all things to all men that I might save some..." I will give them heart for the nations of the world. They will be city upon a hill that cannot be hid and house of prayer for all nations. A river of many colors is what I call you Spokane. A river of many colors flowing into the uttermost parts of the earth. The nations shall see it and be glad.

Chad Taylor