Category: Prophetic Coffee
Blood from the Faucett
Blood pours out from the faucett. Hot or cold – no matter. Blood flows. Let it flow! Let it pour! For, it washes the filth from us. It cleanses. It purifies. You want clear, clean water. You want it your way. But, the blood purifies.
Treasure Chest
The treasure chest awaits. It is filled with the plunder. It is filled with silver. Keep coming. It awaits you. Dont fear. Dont retract. Keep going. Keep coming. I see a black tornado from the west coming east. I see blood and destruction. I see
Roller Coaster
Laura and I are in the front car of a roller coaster. Jesus sits on the edge of the front car facing us. The car is going a zillion miles an hour, and He just sits there talking with us like it is standing still.
Pinwheel
I see a pinwheel being blown by the mouth of God. It has many, many colors on it. As He blows, the colors blend together. Yet, the pinwheel itself changes colors. There is a single, collective color that changes instantly. The LORD says that we
Treadmill – dont burn out
I see two feet/legs running on a treadmill. The pace gets faster and faster until it becomes too difficult to keep up, but all attempts at turning off the treadmill are futile. Smoke rises up from the sides. Finally, the machine cannot take this pace,
To the throne
I went to the throne. The LORD God handed me two scepters. Each had fire at the end. I touched Texas, Minnesota, Washington DC and California. I was then positioned in the middle of the country and began to spin. I soon became a tornado
Six more years
The sheep go west. Unto the desert and dry land. Where there is no water – no, not a drop of moisture. The earth is parched and all that is within it. Six more years of famine. Six more years of longing. Fear shall turn.
The devil doesnt get it
The devil thinks that he has us lined up like bowling pins. He and all his buddies are aiming to knock us down. Laura and the kids and I. I am the head pin. But, the LORD’s hand comes down like that machine and picks
Rowing with Jesus & anointing
I am sitting in a rowboat on a lake with Jesus. I am rowing rather gently. It is morning, and the Spring is around us. Jesus anoints my eyes to see. I get teh “eye salve” that He talks about. I see Him take a
Jesus the Tornado
I see Jesus as a tornado. Laura and I are attached to Him in a sidecar that extends out of the tornado via a cable. We are turning as fast as He and with great power. There is power in our unity – three cords.