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Apostolic Prophetic

Break the Box

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Return to Me

To My Church, whom I purchased with My own blood:

I love you.
With a love stronger than death.
I have never left you. Even when you built without Me, I remained near.
Even when you organized Me out, I stood at the door and waited.
I have watched every gathering, every song, every schedule.
I know your labor, your love for the lost, your good intentions.
I have seen your heart—and I love you still.

But now I speak—not just in comfort, but in clarity.

You have boxed Me in.

You have created systems to keep things safe.
You have guarded the order, protected the time of leadership, and honed the rhythms of ministry until they flow without Me.

You pray for Me to move, but only in ways that match what you’ve built.
You ask for wisdom, but filter My answer through the language of your traditions.
You hunger for revival, but only if it comes wrapped in the familiar.

Beloved, I cannot be reduced. I will not be managed.
You were made for My presence, not just My principles.
You were born of fire. But now you settle for form.

And when I send someone—one carrying the water you cried for—they are met with silence.
They do not want position.
They did not come to join your program.
They came bearing My Word.
Yet you say:
“Already saved, not here to join, no place here.”

So they pretend to be visitors just to receive attention,
because if they don’t fit your structure, your defenses rise to protect your flow.

And I weep.

Not in anger, but in grief—because I came to you through them, and you did not recognize Me.

But even now, I speak as a Father: Break the Box.

Tear down what you’ve built in your own strength.
Not all of it must go—but all of it must bow.

Welcome again the voice of the Shepherd.
Welcome the messengers I send, even when they do not wear your badge.
Welcome the apostolic voice that rebuilds from ruins.
Welcome the prophetic cry that stirs holy discomfort.
Welcome the evangelistic fire that won’t settle for numbers.
Welcome the pastoral heart that bleeds for healing, not performance.
Welcome the teaching wellspring that flows from Spirit and truth.

Let the fivefold gifts not compete, but complete one another—for the building up of My Body in love.

You say, “But Lord, we only wanted to do things decently and in order.”
I reply: My order begins with Me at the center, not on the sidelines.

You say, “But this is what worked in the past.”
I reply: I am doing a new thing. Will you perceive it?

You say, “But we are still preaching the Word.”
I reply: You quote Me, but do you wait for Me?

Beloved, this is not My anger.
This is My jealous love.
I will not let you drift into lifeless motion when I died to give you abundant life.
I will not allow My Bride to settle for form when she was made for flame.

So I stand outside.
I knock.
I wait.
And I whisper: “Let Me in again.”

“Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in…” (Revelation 3:20, NASB)

Break the box. Open the door. I’m still here.

I love you too much to leave you as you are.

Signed,
The One who walks among the lampstands,
who calls you by name, and who will finish what He began in you.

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Apostolic Prophetic, Unity

When the Church becomes One again

Beloved,

Hear the cry of the Spirit to the Church. The Lord is near. The hour is late. And still, we remain divided—voices without harmony, bodies without breath, altars without fire. We debate. We defend. But where is the fear of the Lord? Where is the awe that bends knees and breaks jars?

We are not whole. The Church limps between movements and moments, calling unity what God has not sanctified. But El Shaddai has not abandoned His Bride. He calls her. He cleanses her. He prepares her.

“If My people who are called by My Name humble themselves and pray and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.” — 2 Chronicles 7:14 (NASB)

Everything begins with prayer.

1. God Will Not Unite What He Has Not Purified

The Lord does not bless confusion. He will not anoint flesh. He does not unite denominations; He gathers disciples. Judgment begins in the house of God—not in anger, but in holy love.

Before unity, there must be fire. Before reconciliation, repentance. We cry out for healing, but the jar must break. Our titles, our platforms, our pride—they must fall before the presence returns.

“For it is time for judgment to begin with the household of God.” — 1 Peter 4:17 (NASB)

Unity through prayer begins with surrender.

Believers gathered in deep intercessory prayer, lifting silent groanings before God, surrounded by symbols of His covenant promises.

2. The Final Move Will Be Birthed in Intercession

The final revival will not start with lights and stages. It will begin in hidden rooms where nameless saints cry, “Come, Lord Jesus.” No man will own it. No system will control it. The oil will be found with those who waited in the secret place.

We have tried strategy. Now we must try surrender. We have planned. Now we must pray.

“Before she was in labor, she gave birth; before her pain came, she delivered a male child.” — Isaiah 66:7 (NASB)

Unity through prayer is not organizational—it is spiritual.

Before the healing comes, the jar must break. This is where revival begins—on our faces, with nothing held back.

3. The Spirit Will Burn Away the Lines of Division

He will not repair man’s scaffolding. He will consume it. The Church that remains will not be Baptist, Catholic, or Pentecostal—it will be holy. It will carry fire. It will tremble at His Word.

Do not ask, “What church are you from?” Ask, “Do you carry His presence?” The true Bride will not compare sermons. She will weep at His feet. She will not argue over gifts. She will pray until heaven opens.

Unity through prayer ends all boasting.

A community gathered in Spirit-led worship, encircling the fire—symbol of God’s presence—each heart lifted in surrender and awe before the Lord.

4. The Fire Will Fall on a United Bride

Not a blended theology. Not an ecumenical table. A people in one place, with one cry. A remnant who stayed behind when the crowds went home. They wait not for consensus—but for power from on high.

“And when the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place.” — Acts 2:1 (NASB)

When the altar is rebuilt and the hearts are torn, the fire will come. Not to endorse a doctrine—but to mark a people.

Unity through prayer creates the altar where fire falls.

The Bridegroom and the Bride—Yeshua gazes upon His Church with holy longing, and she returns His love with purity and devotion, set apart for Him alone.

5. The Cry of the Bride is Rising

She does not say, “Make us famous.” She whispers, “Make us ready.” Her voice shakes the heavens—not with eloquence but with urgency. She does not seek platforms. She seeks oil.

The world will not believe until the Church bleeds again—on her knees, at the altar, in love. Not unity by human agreement, but by divine alignment.

This is how the Church becomes one again: by prayer. By purity. By presence.

Unity through prayer is the way back to the Bridegroom.

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Your fire alone can cleanse and heal,
Your voice the wound and balm reveal.
Unite us not by creed or throne—
But make us Yours, and Yours alone.

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Final Exhortation

Beloved, the time is now. Let the traditions fall. Let the opinions fade. Let the fire of the Spirit come.

Do not build. Kneel.

The unity we need will not be signed—it must be sown in tears.

The Bride will be made one again when the altar is rebuilt and the prayers ascend like incense. He is coming for a pure Bride, not a polished one. Let every heart return.

The Lord, He is God. The Lord, He is God.

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