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The Spirit Realm by Tammy Lang Jensen

The Spirit Realm by Tammy Lang Jensen

As I close my eyes, I saw a dam in the spirit realm. I saw a small hole where it had sprung a leak. I walked over and shoved a rock in the hole to stop the water. 

The Father said,”My child, this will only hold a moment.” The problem is much larger, the whole infrastructure of the dam has broken down.

The dam is in place to hold back the river of evil. It is created by the prayers of my people. Mighty intercessors and watchmen on the wall.

Unfortunately, the enemy has increased the level of warfare against them to such a level that many are giving up and backing down. They have come down from the watch tower and now they slumber in bed. The wearing out of the Saints is in full swing. The trumpet is being blown to call in the reserves. Are you burning the midnight oil to pray what is in the father‘s heart? The effectual prayer of a righteous man availeth much (James 5:16). I am praying for the one who is not innocent, perhaps they will be saved by the cleanliness of your hands. There is a great battle between good and evil right now.

There is a great river of vile and vulgar things coming. But at the same time, there is a river clear as crystal and wherever the river flows there is healing. And it shall come to pass that every living creature which swarms in every place where the river goes will live. And there will be a great number of fish, for these waters go there and the others become fresh; so everything will live where the river goes. Along both banks of the river fruit trees of all kinds will grow. Their leaves will not wither and their fruit will not fail. Each month they will bear fruit, because the water from the sanctuary flows to them.

Their fruit will be used for food and their leaves for Healing (Ezekiel 47:9,12). Your prayers will sustain the healing river, but you must pray. There is so much happening in the spiritual realm when you pray. You only see a fraction of it, like the tip of an iceberg. I am here to encourage you,”Don’t give up!” And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap if we faint not (Galatians 6:9).

Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the lamb. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve kinds of fruit, yielding it’s fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations (Revelation 22:1-2).

The Lord says,”If you will feast on my word every day which is living water, you can become the leaves which heal the nation.” And the Lord bless them and said, Be fruitful and multiply, and fill the earth and subdue it; and rule over the fish of the sea and over the birds of the sky and over every living thing that moves on the earth (Genesis 1:28). Are you subduing the earth, are you preparing it for my return?

Are you going into the whole world and preaching the gospel. Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse those with leprosy, drive out demons. Freely you have received, freely give (Matthew 10:8). And the Lord gives us a promise in Matthew. And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come (Matthew 24:12). I see a convergence of two rivers, one good and the other one evil. This is representative of the current battle here in the heavenly’s.

What river will you feast upon, what bank will the father find you kneeled upon. Life and death are in the power of the tongue, those who love it will eat its fruit. Drink from the river of life, and life you shall have. Call to the Father in heaven and live….

Tammy Lang Jensen


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