Monday, March 12, 2007
Wendy Alec's Word-
I know this is going to be a long post... but felt the Lord say to put it here..... It's a prophetic word from Wendy Alec- from the UK- she's written a book... more like listening prayer and revelation as to what the Lord has given her.... it's amazing and sobering....
Wendy Alec- Journal of the Unknown Prophets
Last Day's Assignments Against the Elect...
"My Children perish." Jesus' voice was soft---- so soft that it was
barely audible. And then He turned to me, his beautiful countenance
ravaged with grief. And as He looked at me, His expression became
terrible with the heat of His emotion--- but al at once some how I
knew that none of His hot anger was directed towards His children.
Oh yes as He looked upon His Household , He saw many stumbling and
faltering in the fierce onslaughts and he grieved terribly for us.
But no, His anger burned hot against the hosts of hell and satanic
princes that He saw lined up in the spiritual realm, meticulously
rehearsed in their strategies and their wiles.
THE UNLEASHING OF THE ENDTIME SEDUCING SPIRITS
And suddenly it was as though a heavy, heavenly veil was drawn back in
the Spirit realm, and i saw the satanic princes in their battle dress
standing in their chariots, directing the great mass of hellish
battalions and powers and principalities. And they were standing as a
great and seemingly fearsome mass in a line that stretched to
eternity, waiting. And then a great shofar was sounded and the fallen
satanic princes and generals took their places in front of the
battalions, as the great rumbling of Satan's chariot's thundered. And
all as one they bowed their heads as the prince of darkness made his
entrance. And as he stood their all terrible in his damnable arrogance
and rebellion, he lifted his sword high to the heavenlies and again,
as one man, I saw the princes and their battalions follow suit, and I
heard Lucifer's spine chilling cry: It is Time! And the hordes of hell
resounded with a great and terrible cry. It is time. And as Lucifer
turned to his fallen princes, I could hear his malicious hiss: "It is
time to target the champions."
And immediately it was as if I was back under the trees on a
beautiful English lawn, in front of the manor house where Jesus was
standing. His countenance filled with such beauty, such grace – but
his eyes seemed filled with a deep and unstoppable pain. He reached
out his hand to me: "It has begun."
I could hardly decipher his words, such was his anguish that it was
as though he was choking with grief: "My children are falling, it has
begun." And still I could hardly make out his words for the great
emotion that came from him and the tears could not keep from falling
down his cheeks as he came towards me: "The targeting of the
champions. My Father's champions here on earth. The hosts of hell have
been assigned for the past decades, waiting for this hellish moment in
the spirit realm, listening for the release of my end time move from
heaven. They have heard the mighty rush of my holy angels and so in
turn they have unleashed the most violent satanic assault that earth
has yet seen since the days of my birth when Satan's wrath was
unleashed through Herod against the babes in arms in a huge murderous
I stared at him transfixed. And again a terrible grieving filled his
countenance. "My children, my generals, my leaders, my priests..."
His voice was barely audible. I could almost feel his agony, for
indeed as he thought of you and I, he was suffering for us. "The
champions of my father's household think that they are prepared. Some
do not fear the enemy." He hesitated. "And that is good and right, but
they also do not fear the Father. They rely on their own strength, on
their own integrity, and on their own valor He looked unwaveringly
into my eyes.
"It's hard for my Father to reach these, for they are blinded by
their own deceptions and will easily be overcome by the battalions by
you just glimpsed. For they will succumb to the snare of the great
deceiver of their souls – pride. But my grieving at this moment is not
"My Father loves his children." He looked at me. "You cannot yet
understand with what tremendous passion and compassion the Father
holds for his redeemed ones. They are His greatest treasures in the
universe. He delights in His children. He longs for their fellowship –
for their communion with them. The Father does not base his love for
His household on their giftings or talent, or on those who in the
world's eyes have so much to offer. But he has delighted to choose the
foolish things of the earth, for in his great and unfathomable wisdom,
He knew that those who realized that they are the most undeserving
will be those who have fully embraced the fact that without his love
they are completely unqualified.
The Father knows that these are the ones who will lean their minds
and hearts unquestionably on his being. Those who limp with the scars
of his chastening and of their own inadequacy – those who know that
within their selves there is no good thing except their hope in Him.
These are his champions – and My daughter. These are the prime targets
for the onslaught of the enemy that you have just seen.
Seduction, Lust and Jezebel
This assignment is more easily discerned but far more lethal in its
outward consequences, for it devours its prey. The intense seduction
lures my children into the enticement of sin but eventually but
eventually leaves them stripped of their ministry, calling, reputation
and sometimes even their relationship with myself and the Father and
their eternal salvation. He sighed deeply.
The Father knows that these very ones who are drawn to him because
they knew the very weaknesses of their own souls – like the woman
whose story I promised would be told eternally. I spoke: "The woman
who washed your feet?"
Jesus smiled tenderly. "Those who have forgiven much, love much. In
this last generation many came to us from the greatest ensnarement's
and bondage's. Once they saw our great love for them they became our
greatest champions and bond servants, for their gratitude for
receiving such a redemption, was unfathomable.
"These are the ones who have become close and tender with me – who
would follow me unto death."
"But if they would follow you unto death Lord Jesus – and they hear
your voice – then how could they fall to seducing spirits?" I ask,
that chill gripping me again, sensing the answer.
"Every weakness that these ones experiences in their lives..." His
expression was so grave... "every fissure, each wound, each broken
place that lies unhealed – these satanic powers and principalities and
demons shall now target."
"Many, many of my children did not receive healing of their minds,
emotions and souls in this last generation. And because they have
lived in the household of God for years, many do not even realize that
these scarred places exist.
"These last days assignments have been meticulously strategised and
that is the very strength of their evil – they have been tailor-made
to each of my champions. They know the urgent driving unmet needs of
the soul, the generational bondage's of each individual called by me
to impact this generation; the lack of nurturing; the deep unhealed
rejections and hurts of the emotions; the fatherlessness; the need for
affirmation; the desire to belong; the deep isolation – all of which
when not met in me – now have laid the perfect snare for the
assignments of the enemy.
"My champions shall now know a violent satanic assailing against
their minds. Any thought not taken captive shall be a thought that can
take violent root in their soul to lead to ensnarement. Anything from
their past that has been dealt with by their own strength and not by
my Spirit, shall become a snare to them and can leave them vulnerable
to the enemy of their souls. Any habit not ruthlessly dealt with and
put to the cross, when assigned with the searing heat of temptation,
will breed and rapidly multiply."
Jesus continued. "In this past age Jezebel has translated into its
many different forms, but one of her primary rules in this present age
is her amalgamation with Babylon, the spirit of world and lust. Lust
of the flesh, lust of the eyes and the pride of life. Jezebel rules
electronic media – film, television, advertising – she is the epitome
of seduction in this last age. She was Delilah, Salome, Herodias. She
rules pornography, fear, adultery, lasciviousness, homosexuality,
pride, power, separation, divorce and ambition and every perversion
and sin of the flesh known to mankind. She tantalises, packages sin,
sells it and then debases and exposes her victim before killing. Her
primary targets in this last church age are my ministers, both men and
I felt the icy chill once more. Well I knew the depth of hatred
Jezebel holds for God's bondservants.
"Multitudes of my ministers today struggle with pornography.
Multitudes of my ministers struggle now with lust on a daily basis.
Multitudes are struggling against a terrible coldness of heart within
their marriages and families.
"Many came out of a deeply sinful lifestyle or out of deep-rooted
rejections and as was the way in this past generation, far too many of
my children were not disciplined effectively and did not receive
effective healing in the areas that propelled them into that habitual
sin. Also, especially among my leaders in this past generation, my
Church has been so embroiled in self righteousness that if one of my
children has cried for help in an areas of help, many times they have
been ostracised, isolated and had their confidence betrayed. This has
led to my ministers leading double lives, having a public face for
their congregations whilst crying out to me in their bed chambers
because they hate what they have become. Yet they know that many will
deal treacherously with them if they admit their need for help.
Jezebel knows this full well and it is one of her most effective
strategies. For once the champion is isolated from real help, the
seducing spirits are unleashed and time after time, my child falls
into adultery, fornication, homosexuality, pornography, separation and
divorce. And how I and my Father grieve. For well Lucifer knows that
it is often those who love us and who have hungered for our presence
who have often been the most damaged in their past – and now Satan
targets the damaged places. Warn them. Warn them to guard against the
great deceiver of their souls. For like Satan came to me in the
wilderness, he intends to do now to those who follow me, who lead
others – to tempt, to lure, for in this most violent of testings, even
my most elect shall fall."
He hesitated and a great pain seemed to cloud his countenance. And I
sensed that He was thinking about whom I knew that He loved greatly
who had been caught in a prevailing sin. And I thought of the ones in
this past year who had fallen in ways that were still politically
acceptable to us in the household of God – but my thoughts were not
with those, but rather with those, so many of late, who had fallen
morally – not acceptable – and who had lost or taken time from their
And as I looked into Jesus' eyes, I knew that these were the ones he
grieved for. For well he knew how they loved him. In fact, some loved
him more, much more than any others. And well he knew how they must
have wrestled in the still quiet hours of the early mornings against
sin. But because the assignments of hell had been so meticulously
crafted and because Lucifer knew so well that the politics of the
Church so often ensued isolation and silence and struggling with sin,
one by one they had fallen to the brokenness and fissures of their own
And as he looked at me, I felt that suddenly I knew how He had looked
upon that rich young man. And so I prayed for all of us who had been
targeted by the enemy to be assailed in their last end time, that even
in the turmoil and the fierce heat of the testings and trials and
temptations, we would draw on His strength that would take us through
the eye of the needle to the last lap of the narrow way that we may be
counted as conquerors.
"Lord Jesus. How can we stand?" I whispered.
"There is only one way to survive the onslaught, my child." His voice
was so soft. "Firstly, to repent of any and all lukewarmness and
backsliding in your heart and to maintain zealously your love for me.
Secondly, to keep yourself from all idols and remain fervent in the
spirit which is the result of true fellowship of spirit and in truth
with my Spirit and the Father and feeding on my Word until my words
are spirit and life to you," he hesitated, "and finally, the cross.
The deception in every temptation is which caused Adam to leave
billions of souls into sin – that of selfishness. Temptation promises
that which self desires. When my children desire the promises of sin
more than they desire me – they will fall.
"The greatest weapon to survive the onslaught is for my children to
take up their cross and follow me. To take up their cross daily and to
die to everything in their souls and their mind which opposes my
truth. To let go of that lower life which is the flesh and continually
mortify their minds and bodies and to put to death the deeds of the
flesh. My children have forgotten the power of the cross. They have
thought that to die once is sufficient. But the spirit of the world,
with its carnality and selfishness loosed upon this present generation
is so strong in these evil days – that it is only in a continual daily
crucifying of their flesh that they will indeed be able to withstand
"Remember it is written, for you do not have a High Priest who is
unable to understand and sympathise and have a shared feeling with our
weaknesses and infirmities and liability to the assaults of
temptation, but one who has been tempted in every respect as we are,
yet without sinning.
Let us then fearlessly and confidently and boldly draw near to the
throne of grace... that we may receive mercy for our failures and find
grace to help in good time for every need, appropriate help and
well-timed help, coming just when we need it. (Heb 4 v 16; Amplified
"Even when you feel you are falling into the very pit of hell itself,
even when it seems as if you are clinging to me and to my Father and
to my Word and its principals by a thread – when you feel that hell is
sucking me in – it is then that you must cry out to me. Cry out to my
Father. Cry out our name, and in that very second we will come to you
and rescue you. We will draw you in and protect you from every wile of
the evil one.
"I said I will never forsake you, and this is true. Even when you are
in the heat of temptation – still if you cry out to me – I will hear
"Speak my Word and I, the living Word, will come to your aid and
accomplish that which I have promised.
"Now, warn my children. My Father's heart is grieved with a terrible
grieving. Warn my beloved – that many would be saved out of the
fowler's snare – that even those in the deepest mire might cry out to
me and find their way home."
Blessings to each of you..... much love, cathryn