"And they will tell it to the inhabitants of this land: for they have heard that
thou LORD art among this people, that thou LORD art seen face to face, and that
thy cloud standeth over them, and that thou goest before them, by day time in a
pillar of a cloud, and in a pillar of fire by night." (Num 14:14).
A pillar of fire is forming over Portland. An apostolic and eternal flame is
forming over them. The eagles of destiny are beginning to gather over her. She
will be a branch of Jesse, a place of international destiny, and a spiritual
legacy. Those that have fathered her will bear the weight of this glory. From
their loins will come many children. David's and Samuel's, a chosen generation.
Portland will be a spiritual head waters. A mouth of glory. A portal of My
presence will be seen over Portland. My arch-angels are poised over her to
defend its destiny. The enemy has seen the seed of revival in you and is
contending over the body of Portland. But like the body of Moses I will fight
for you. This year you will begin to taste the first fruits of breakthrough. I
will break up the fallow ground. From you will come a new sound. It will call
the nation to repentance and reconciliation. I will restore your inheritance O
Portland.
This is the year of My favor. My prophetic promises will be fulfilled. You have
come to full term and now you will give birth to the promise. For He that
promised is faithful to perform it O Portland. The birth pangs Portland have
come to fruition and the child shall be born. An anointing is coming forth. An
ancient anointing of healing. The healing of the nations will come from you. You
have been Hannah to Me in this season. I have heard your groanings. An anointing
of Samual you are giving way too. This year it shall see its way into the earth.
This year it shall bring forth its David's.
Portland, you are at a precipice of My power. You are entering a new year and a
change of season. The enemy has desired to sift you as wheat but I have prayed
for you O Portland. I am ever making intercession for you. I will awaken your
children in the midnight hour to tear down the altars. They will invade the
night with My glory and light. No dark place will be safe from My face. Now the
streets will taste the first fruits of My grace. I will establish a beachhead of
revival in Portland that will not be moved with the shifting of times and
seasons. It will be fruit that remains.
