Saturday 16 September 2023

Very windy and rainy overnight from the hurricane offshore, contributing to another night of fractured sleep and unremembered dreams.

After intercessory prayers, we set off to our Saturday works and errands. I was driving in the truck; the rain had stopped but the winds were still strong and gusty. Suddenly I began to have a vision, so disturbing I had to pull over for a moment to let it pass.

Our bible reading from two days ago had been Revelations 17, the apostle John’s vision of “Babylon the Great, the Mother of Prostitutes”, seated on a horrible beast with seven heads and ten horns. This vision I was having was of that woman, bloody and staining, screaming to give birth to something horrible.

The scene was horrific, and I started to pray it away. “Father, is this from you? Can this be from you? Why are you showing me this?” when he answered with two words:

            False labor.

And just as suddenly, the vision vanished. I sat stunned for a couple of moments, until Holy Spirit put this clarity into my mind:

We have heard for weeks and months now from many prophetic and apostolic voices about water and waters, about the times of delivery, about the acceleration of the moving of God, about birthing, making new and flooding waves of Truth coming. It is as though waters are breaking because the birth is very close now, something like a massive pent-up release is very near.

The enemy, warring with God at every moment, at every move and counter-move, is now desperately trying to give birth to its own horrible thing – only it is not really ready now, and it is trying to be pushed out before its time.

I hear one last scream of rage in the Spirit, as God’s power and strategy is forcing them into a time and a season of birthing that they’re not ready for.