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 Aaron's beard and like a river shall it flow from Spokane, Washington. The dew of Hermon shall come from this place called 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 conservative - 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, 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, an apostolic beachhead 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 a 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