Wind That Will Blow Forth Our of My Treasures
Patsy Shelton Sep 30, 2003
Jeremiah 51:15-16, 15 He hath made
the earth by his power, he hath established the world by his wisdom, and hath
stretched out the heaven by his understanding. 16 When he uttereth his voice,
there is a multitude of waters in the heavens; and he causeth the vapours to
ascend from the ends of the earth: he maketh lightnings with rain, and bringeth
forth the wind out of his treasures.
There is a new sound that is going to resound across the land. It is the sound
of a mighty wind from heaven, like the mighty rushing wind that was heard on the
day of Pentecost in the upper room. But this is not that wind, for I have many
winds that blow. There are those that have positioned themselves to hear this
sound, and to partake of that which it will bring forth into the earth.
Hearts prepared, there are those whose hearts have been prepared to flow with
this wind of heaven. It is a sound that will be perceived with the heart, and
not with the natural mind. It is a wind that will go forth from the breath of
God. And as it is perceived for some it will be a wind that carries, and for
some a wind that lifts, and even for others a wind that will blow them into
their destiny. And yet for others it will be a wind to carry debris off and into
a waste place, even a burial place where the things of the past belong.
And for many there will be a manifestation of this wind in the physical realm.
They will hear and feel this wind of heaven, as it blows into and through their
lives. While others will stand idly by unable to discern this wind of heaven.
But blow it will. And it will bring forth that which I have ordained for it to
do. For it will change lives, and it will change the atmosphere in which they
abide. And the voice of My Spirit will be heard in this wind, and a
manifestation of My Spirit will be seen in this wind.
Watch now as a gentle breeze begins to blow that will become a mighty rushing
wind. Oh, the wind of heaven is about to blow in the lives of My people. A wind
sent forth from My treasures.