This morning, the Lord began to show me the word "overturn". As I prayed into this revelation, the Lord began to show me how there would be overnight overturns concerning rectification. The enemy has come to bait and accuse, but the lion of the tribe of Judah is roaring.
For the past few nights in prayer, I've sensed divine retrbution. It's a reminder that the Lord did not miss one conversation, inuendo, cry or tear. He sees all motives, HE IS OMNIPOTENT. He is the righteous judge, and the gavel is swinging.
DO NOT TAKE THIS LIGHTLY. I was weeping before the Lord concerning this revelation, and I am not a weeping prophet. But I can literally FEEL his anger towards the injustice that his children are experiencing. While the enemy has plans to accuse and bait, the Lord will utterly overthrow the plan of the enemy and restore.
I saw the enemy's plan to accuse, but it's not cohesive. It will fall apart and self-destruct. I believe we will see the enemy operate in a manner that is self-destructive, which will further bring the manifestation of confusion. The people that gather in secret will turn on each other while being exposed. I see political leaders who were swore to secrecy in occult alliances whistleblow on each other. I see religious leaders who have knowingly oppressed the Lord's children entering into a very low place where there is no light. I also saw utter confusion and scattering into darkness.
These are not prophetic words that I enjoy releasing, but take heart. The Lord is making everything right.
For the Lord is our judge; the Lord is our lawgiver; the Lord is our king; he will save us.
For the Lord will execute judgment by fire And by His sword on all flesh, And those slain by the Lord will be many.
And He will judge between many peoples
And render decisions for mighty, distant nations.
Then they will hammer their swords into plowshares
And their spears into pruning hooks;
Nation will not lift up sword against nation,
And never again will they train for war.
“I kept looking
Until thrones were set up,
And the Ancient of Days took His seat;
His vesture was like white snow
And the hair of His head like pure wool.
His throne was ablaze with flames,
Its wheels were a burning fire.
“A river of fire was flowing
And coming out from before Him;
Thousands upon thousands were attending Him,
And myriads upon myriads were standing before Him;