Come home, my children. Come home to the One who loves you. For far too long, you have been like a wandering bride, lost in the fog. I am your Redeemer! I have come on a white horse with My Name on my thigh!

The end of the pandemic and the global corruption control is near. It won’t be much longer. The Lord’s gavel has fallen, and those who plotted for our total destruction have been judged.

This is a word for those of you in vocational ministry: God has been challenging you to open your mouth. Many of you have resisted out of fear: Fear of losing your audience. Fear of offending people. Fear of being wrong when history reflects on this season…