I see Nate, Evan, Tamara and myself sitting at desks on top of a tornado. The tornado spins and all kinds of debris is around. Lightning flies out.
Richard Honey soon joins us. Eagles fly around the tornado.
We dance all around the valley. We bounce off of a mountain and back towards the plains, then back up and down, in and out.
I see witches brewing stuff in their pots being swept up. Like a big vacuum, they are plucked up out of their communities. I see drug dealers and prostitutes coming into the tornado and going out in white suits.
A giant oil can hovers over our heads pouring oil down into the center of the tornado. Great fires burn wherever we heave been. Blue smoke rises up and canopies the valley.
I see witches that we havent reached yet on their brooms flying around. They are agitated and at war trying to cast spells and curses. But, we are shielded. A great silvery shield is all around us, and the spells and curses fall to the ground.
I see multitudes of lost and sick looking at the ground through magnifying glasses. They are trying to get a clue as to what is going on.
A voice comes out of the tornado, “walk this way.” And, they do.
The tornado changes from dark black to clear to white to rainbow as we skip across the land. All of the junk in the spirit is being cleansed.
There is prosperity and life forming on the ground as we gain traction and take more land. A great rain falls upon the land. Sickness and disease and death are defeated. LIFE! LIFE! LIFE!
I see churches springing up everwhere.
Great prosperity fills the land.
I see Jesus standing on the mountains over the valley, and all bow down to worship Him. We are no longer on the tornado but rather sit atop the mountains at His feet.
Great has been the work. The harvest is abundant but the laborers few.