Hello, thank you for joining me today, for Give Him 15. I appreciate it. The title of today's

post is, listen for the sound. What I'm sharing in this post is the fruit of your prayers. I thank you. Is not my word like a fire, says the Lord, and like a hammer

breaks the rock in pieces. Jeremiah 23, 29. Five days before we went to Cape Henry with the

arrowheads, my friend Stephen Springer,

without knowing I was going there, had a dream about it.

Stephen is a prolific dreamer and a respected prophetic voice.

The dream actually begins elsewhere, a place not delineated, then moves to Cape Henry.

Here is the dream.

On August 15th, 23, I had a dream with Dutch sheets, two prophets.

Stephen gives their names, but I have not asked their permission, so I'm not including them, and myself, four of us.

Dutch had a large hammer with which he was pounding altars, knocking them down.

With each blow, darkness was displaced in a moment, and the light of truth began beaming in all directions.

As the altars were destroyed, water began springing up from the ground.

Flowers began to bloom, and new life began to spread.

We saw revival and awakening spring up everywhere the hammer struck the ground.

Then a ladder appeared, coming up from the ground,

and a new dimension of heaven came down the ladder to earth.

This new dimension was a new anointing,

ability, mantle to legislate, and it fell on Dutch and the ecclesia. With it, we began commanding, commanding gates to be opened.

As we did, angels were dispatched in each direction,

released by the decrees.

Sunrise and sunset were occurring simultaneously.

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