In the Spirit I am hearing a sound that I have never heard before. It's a sound from seeds that God had planted through us that have died inside the stony hearts of many people. There had been a long season when these seeds were not heard from at all. They were silenced by death. But in spite of death, these seeds now were beginning to groan as though death itself could no longer keep them.
The very life of Christ within these seeds was now beginning to overcome death and I saw a sprouting taking place that began to shake the gates of Hell off its hinges. It's as though these seeds were shouting, "Our season of death is over. We are now coming alive!" Seeds that had died with unfulfilled dreams of God inside of them were now breaking forth, worshiping their Creator, as they were beginning to sprout.
I am learning when I feel like fainting is when I'm actually doing well from God's point of view, and a seed that I've sown is beginning to groan and sprout somewhere, in some place, or in somebody, or in some nation.
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