Blain DeCastro
The Word Weaver
- Jul 12, 2025
- 18
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I hear the Spirit of the Lord saying:
My children, the hour has come where you will no longer walk as scattered ones, but as a mighty army clothed in My Spirit. I am raising you up—not with swords of iron nor weapons of the flesh, but with the fire of My presence and the authority of My Word. You will march not by human strength, but by the breath of My Spirit that goes before you, behind you, and within you.
I am summoning the hidden ones, those who have walked through fire and wilderness, those who the world has overlooked. I have refined you in the secret place so that you might shine with My glory in the open. You are My warriors—set apart, consecrated, and fearless in the face of darkness.
You will not fight as the world fights, for your warfare is not of this world. I have placed within you a roar, a decree, a sword of truth that cuts through lies and shatters strongholds. Chains will break at your word because it is My Word in your mouth. The sick will be healed, the broken will be restored, and captives will be set free by the anointing you carry.
Like Ezekiel’s vision, I am breathing upon the dry bones, and they are rising—a vast army clothed with life. You are that army. You are the light-bearers, the torch carriers, the flame in the midnight hour. Nations will tremble not at your strength, but at My power displayed through you.
Do not fear the darkness, for you were born for this time. The night only makes My light in you shine brighter. You are the sons and daughters of the Living God, the army of the Spirit, the bride made ready for her King.
Stand, arise, and march forth in unity. For I, the Lord of Hosts, go before you, and My Spirit is your strength.
My children, the hour has come where you will no longer walk as scattered ones, but as a mighty army clothed in My Spirit. I am raising you up—not with swords of iron nor weapons of the flesh, but with the fire of My presence and the authority of My Word. You will march not by human strength, but by the breath of My Spirit that goes before you, behind you, and within you.
I am summoning the hidden ones, those who have walked through fire and wilderness, those who the world has overlooked. I have refined you in the secret place so that you might shine with My glory in the open. You are My warriors—set apart, consecrated, and fearless in the face of darkness.
You will not fight as the world fights, for your warfare is not of this world. I have placed within you a roar, a decree, a sword of truth that cuts through lies and shatters strongholds. Chains will break at your word because it is My Word in your mouth. The sick will be healed, the broken will be restored, and captives will be set free by the anointing you carry.
Like Ezekiel’s vision, I am breathing upon the dry bones, and they are rising—a vast army clothed with life. You are that army. You are the light-bearers, the torch carriers, the flame in the midnight hour. Nations will tremble not at your strength, but at My power displayed through you.
Do not fear the darkness, for you were born for this time. The night only makes My light in you shine brighter. You are the sons and daughters of the Living God, the army of the Spirit, the bride made ready for her King.
Stand, arise, and march forth in unity. For I, the Lord of Hosts, go before you, and My Spirit is your strength.
