I quiet myself: “I am here, Lord. I wait for you. I am listening. I am watching. What is it You want to speak to me today? What is it You want me to see today?”
My Lord speaks: “Mountains hinder the things of the Holy Spirit – My flow. The Holy Spirit will flow around them, but until I remove the mountain, My power and My flow is diminished as it flows around the mountain. I am the mountain mover. Nothing is impossible for Me. All you have to do is but ask, and have faith in Me and My power the size of a mustard seed. With childlike faith no matter how small, I can move any mountain. Not everyone sees the mountains on which their lives are built, however many mountains have been there for generations. Many are blind to the mountain, its influence, its size, and how it hinders My Holy Spirit – the flow of My Holy Spirit in their lives. Legalism is a form of performance, as is fear of man, as is a political or religious spirit. One ungodly belief, on top of another, on top of another for generations creates a mountain that hinders My flow. I have given you the gift of discernment. You can see mountains. You have seen them in your own life as I have healed you and restored you to Me. First someone must see the mountain on which their life is built. Then they must allow Me to set them free from the agreement they made, and the lies they believed. Depending on their humility and hunger for Me, this can take varying degrees of time. But it’s up to each person to choose Me – to choose life, and allow Me to do My Kingdom business with them that they can walk in freedom with Me. You can see mountains of ungodly beliefs that others cannot see in their own lives. Pray for them to have eyes to see. Ask them if they want to have eyes to see. Ask if you can pray for them. Invite them to choose Me, to choose life. Pray they agree with what I have for them. Pray they hunger for more of Me. More freedom. Only then can you teach them how to move a mountain. Keep your eyes fixed on Me.”
I am on Jesus’ shoulders. He is my firm foundation. My right hand is reaching up into His glory cloud. I am looking into His face which is at the center of it. The River – His River of love – flows from my belly. Jesus’ words of life are in the River. Names are in the River. I pull down glory out of Jesus’ funnel cloud, and throw it at the water. It skips across the water, and picks up a name. His glory wraps around the name and pulls other words from the water. His glory, the name, and the other words form a type of vortex on top of the water.
“This is what My glory does. It pulls everything one person needs out of the River – My River of love, to wash them, cleanse them, baptize them with truth, and set them free – that I can move mountains and ungodly beliefs out of the way, that My River of living water may flow unhindered through them, that then they may know their destiny, their call and purpose, that which I created them to fulfill in My Kingdom. If only they would come thirsty, hungry, humble, and yielding to My power, I could set them free. Be My mouthpiece, Tara. Call them to Me. Call them to My River of life.”
“Let all who hunger. Let all who thirst, come. Come. This is the day of salvation. Come. Drink of the River of life. Be cleansed. Be washed. Be baptized by His truth. The vortex of His glory has your name on it. It is pulling everything you need from His River of life to cleanse you, to wash you with His word, that He can perfect everything concerning you. Be washed that the scales will fall from your eyes, that the Lord can open the eyes of your heart to see mountains of ungodly beliefs on which your life is built. He wants to wash these mountains away. Come to the River of life. In Him is fullness of joy. In Him is life abundant. In Him is freedom, destiny, hope, and a future. Come! Is there anything that is impossible for the Lord?”
It’s my voice calling, but it’s Jesus’ words, His spirit, calling through me.
“Come. Come. Come …,” continues to resonate in my spirit. “Draw them, Lord.”
I look to the hills in the distance. I see people. Many people. They are coming to the River of love. The sound of freedom rings throughout the earth. Give them ears to hear, Lord. That they may come. Choose life! Come.