by Christopher Mear
While I was in intercession for the church I saw a vision of the walls of an ancient city. I knew in my Spirit that this city was God’s true church here on earth. As I looked over the wall out into the distance I saw that the sky was hazy and filled with smoke and the sun burned a dull red. The mountains off in the distance were dark, jagged and foreboding. I then saw myself climbing up a ladder to take my place on top of the wall. As I neared the top, a leader in intercession reached down to help me over the edge. As I stood and looked out over the edge of the wall I could see the flatlands down below. It was a brown swampy marshland and I could see people down there. They appeared to be blinded by the hazy smoke and were stumbling to and fro, zombie-like, with their arms out in front of them. I saw some of them trip and sink into the mud pits. As they were continuing to trip and fall I became frustrated. I knew in my Spirit that there was safety in this city, with solid ground and good food to eat. I knew that in there, were leaders who would guide and protect us, who took orders straight from King Jesus concerning us. I wanted to scream out to them to run in through the gates of Sonship – there they would be safe. I knew if they would only commit themselves to the King’s House and follow the guidance of His appointed leaders they would be nurtured back to health. There they would find comfort and strength and be prepared for the battle against the coming darkness. COME INSIDE THE GATES FRINGE DWELLERS.
(Prophetic word given on the 4 April 2011)