Blow, O winds of change, blow. Blow over the state of My Glory, Texas. The land looks desolate. It has been made dead as the final freeze that has burnt off all to prepare for My coming glory. Come into final alignment with My strategic blitz. Yes the final battle for My Glory to manifest. Push and pray. See and say. Hear and hale that I have come in My Glory.
You have felt the pressure from all sides. You have entered in but not without a wail so great that the enemy’s camp was shaken. If you have been lulled to sleep, rest assured I will not awaken you. Oh, but he who stands and he who has broken open the gates of the enemy will know. Blow the trumpet of victory for the battle is yours. There are more with you than against you. Sense that the atmosphere has changed and yes you have entered in.
MY GLORY IS THE CALL.
“And he answered, Fear not; for they who are with us are more than they who are with them. And Elisha prayed, and said, Lord, I pray thee, open his eyes, that he may see. And the Lord opened the eyes of the young man, and he saw; and, behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire round about Elisha.”
2 Kings 6: 16-17
“You are my battle-axe and weapons of war; for with you will I break in pieces the nations, and with you will I destroy kingdoms.”
Jeremiah 51: 20