Word of the Lord for the City of London
The Mustard Seed
To the City of London, the Spirit of God says :
Out of your belly shall flow rivers. Rivers of living water to every corner of the earth. Kings shall come to your rising as I shine my glory upon your face, saith the Lord of Hosts.
I am bringing right now a revival, a Great move, a wind of God in this earth. This generation SHALL know my name. I am about to reveal myself as Abba Father, Jehovah Shammah who hears, El Gemuwal, the God of recompense. And where my son David knew me as Jehovah Baal - Perazim, God of breakthrough, I shall be to you El - Gibbor, the mighty God who BREAKS OUT!
For out of your homes, out of your houses shall My Spirit break forth to birth a new thing. I am bringing forth a mighty gust of wind, just as in the day of Pentecost.
My word says in Psalm 126 : 6, “Those who go out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with them.” And so I say to you London, gather now the sheaves, gather now the lambs and sheep, for the harvest is plenty but the workers are few.
My word says where two or more are gathered in my name, I am there also. I am calling you now to gather in your homes again. Just as in the days of the Apostles of old, I am calling my people to a place of intimate fellowship and communion. I am calling my people to surrender to the move of God, to be led by my Spirit alone. Door to door, house to house, gather my people. Speak up London! Speak up in your neighbourhoods, in your local communities. For just as I said to the Apostle Paul in Corinth, “Speak out, for many of the people in this city belong to me. “ I say to you too London, Speak up ! For many in the city of London are mine!
I am calling every believer to walk in Kingdom authority. Pick up your sandals and walk. Door to door. Enter the dark and hidden places where all hope is lost and bring light to darkness. In any house where you are not welcome, dust off your sandals and take my peace with you. But where you are welcome, there too shall My Spirit remain and hover. There I shall complete that which we have begun.
I am bringing a new level of understanding to the body of Christ. London, I am calling you to OCCUPY. Not in massive halls or king-size auditoriums. I am calling my people to occupy their territory, their neighbourhoods. I am bringing about a return of the intimacy of home fellowships. Just as I engineered it in the days of Pentecost, I shall do it again now says the Spirit of God.
I am looking for vessels of honour, willing servants to carry my heart and my mandate into their communities. For many are lost and seeking, yet darkness still consumes the face of the earth. You are my light, the salt of the earth. I have marked and chosen in each family amongst you those that will carry out this new mandate. For their flames shall burn bright like little beacons, passing life from one torch to another, bringing hope, peace and light as they establish my Kingdom here on earth. Like leaven to three loaves of bread, like an acorn seed to an oak tree, so too shall my Spirit spring forth through these home cells. I am taking my church back to its roots.
No longer shall my Spirit be caged by man-made constructs and gatherings to edify those that seek to make a name for themselves. No longer will I be bound by human timelines, schedules and eye service. I am looking for purity in the body of Christ. I have looked and I have asked “whom shall I send?” I am birthing right now an unusual anointing in the obscure and unknown. Those considered … different. On my children who I am raising to carry forth this next move. I SHALL have purity, says the Lord of hosts. I remind you, London, of the Parable of the Seed in Mark 4 : 26 - 34.
And He said, so is the Kingdom of God; as if a man cast seed on earth. And he sleeps and rises night and day, and the seed sprouts and lengthens, how he does not know. The earth bears fruit by itself : first a blade, then an ear, then full grain in the ear. But when the fruit is ripe, immediately he sends forth the sickle, because the harvest has come. And He said, how then shall we liken the Kingdom of God, or in what parable shall we present it? It is like a small mustard seed which, when it is sown on the earth, is smaller than all the seeds on the earth. And when it is sown, it comes up and becomes greater than all the herbs and produces great branches, so that the birds of heaven can roost under its shade.
To the City of London, I am sowing once again my mustard seeds, that in the fullness of my timing they shall sprout into great branches. By my own direction and Spirit - not in the wisdom and organisation of man - shall my mustard seeds grow, bear fruit, mature and bring about a bountiful harvest. Just as the Apostle Paul said in 1 Corinthians 3 : 6, you too shall remember and say, “I planted, Apollos watered, but God caused the growth.”
I the Lord have spoken, says the Spirit of God.