Behold My Army! Go forth!
3/1/25 3:43 AM
Whitney Eslick Manuel
2/28/25 6:02pm
Write for Me this day, this hour, this devoted hour. Have I not said I will be seen and heard and known by those who seek for Me, who search for Me as for hid treasure? I am your treasure. I am your reward. Your glorious sword.
The time has come to take up your glorious sword, Bride, beloved Bride of Mine. Raise it high to the frightening and quivering of your enemy. On bended knee I knight My 144,000. On bended knee you have come and stayed before My presence, humble and being humbled in My grace. Perform for your LORD all the tasks set before you. Open wide your mouth to receive My words, which penetrate down deep into your beautiful hearts and spirit.
The time of unveiling has come. My Army. My charge. My hidden ones. Take that, enemy! Take a look, for My Beloved she comes to take space. She will give no ground, but take many. Loosen your purse strings, enemy, because you are about to be plundered and left with nothing. Enjoy ruling over a desolate waste, your just reward. My children, My true children serve out of an abundance of love. Who loves you? Who would willingly give their life and all they own out of love for one such as you?
But My beloved Bride has emptied. She has let all slip away in pure love and sacred devotion. Though I gave her nothing, still would she serve Me and spend her life for Me. This is love. Behold My Bride in all My glory! For I give her everything. All of Me is what she is after. All of Me she will have.
You will not win. You were never to win. As My Beloved sang her heart out to Me, so shall it be. My every word will be fulfilled. You have battled for nothing, for no gain of yours. Read My Word which you have scoured over, trying to discover ways to defeat Me and those I love. Read it once more and pay careful attention to the end, for the end of all things, as far as you are concerned is here. All who joined in lockstep with you will be like you–left with nothing. Nothing but unsustainable agony that will have to be sustained and endured forever. Your prize. Their prize.
Oh, but My prize and the prize of all My true children! Books could be written that would not tell the smallest part of it! Beauty upon beauty! Glory upon glory! Treasure upon treasure! Pleasure upon pleasure! Joy unspeakable! Peace unimaginable! And so much more. They take their place. The lines are drawn. It is happening now. All will be as I have spoken it will be. Behold My Army! Go forth!
Strong’s Concordance:
G602- apokalupsis: “revelation” “unveiling”
H602- anak: “to shriek” “to be tall” “long-necked”, concept sometimes related to giants. The Anakim were considered formidable and fearsome due to their size and strength.
Scripture References:
Proverbs 8:17
Matthew 7:7; 13:44; 5:17-18
Jeremiah 29:13
Deuteronomy 33:26-29
Malachi 3:16-17
Joshua 5:13-15
Joel 2:7-11
Revelation 19:10
Daniel 12:1
Psalms 81:10; 83:3
Isaiah 26:20; 49:2
Colossians 3:3
1 Timothy 1:5
1 John 5:2
Zechariah 12:10
1 Peter 4:7
1 Corinthians 9:24-27
2 Timothy 4:7-8
Philippians 3:4
Revelation 22:12
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