Jan 15, 2021
It was a lovely New Years Day hike outdoors with family to an area hiking trail. There were two waterfalls that were now frozen over that were of interest. Of course, there was the usual confusion and annoying iphone hiccups that occur with date changes. SO there was a bit of a late start. I had been in the amazing Burn gathering the night before and the enemy so often tries to disrupt family get togethers after worship gatherings I have found. Prayed with a friend and literally felt like I got transported by the Lord! It should have taken me 1/2 hr but I was there 10 minutes late. That’s enough of that!
I arrived to a sea of humanity who all had the same New Year’s Day idea trying to escape the lockdown insanity we have all found ourselves in. People were respectful to observe the physical distancing suggested as best as one can with hundreds of others and their dogs crammed onto the slippery hiking trail. What I began to perceive in that atmosphere, as we took family pictures in front of streams and the waterfall, is a level of transparency that has been missing. It was gone as well when I offered to take a family photo of a grateful couple and their basset hound. We had a lovely conversation, without masks, that was sparked on by my Hunger Games Mockingjay toque and the parallels to the movie that we were experiencing. I gazed at the almost frozen waterfall and the opaqueness of its color. I took a couple of cool shots from behind my nieces with a different filter that made for a vintage feeling photo. In summer, this waterfall runs free and was would have been clear.
For a couple months now, I have been on a journey now of transparency and purity or the lack of in the church, the world, politics. Of course, so often as a prophetic voice, one goes through a layer of the word first to receive the message. It began with Him bidding me through an open door in September, one I am first to admit I was wary of because of all the ramifications and intricate issues involved in doing so. I had to admit to myself on a new level how weary I have been of even trying to connect with the Lord’s people anymore in this nation, except for dear trusted friends and praying partners. The religious and legalistic spirit is so entrenched in so many of His people along with so much brokenness. (I was almost a year in one church where I adore the pastors but was not in any way able to establish relationships with anyone.) Not from a broken heart, an offended heart or even a place of rejection but quite simply from a place of seeking His people that I can even relate to in most ways now. He took me many places last year including Israel for almost a month and washed my heart and eyes. When He challenged me to walk on water at the beginning of last year in a series of encounters, I pondered quite a lot before making a decision with His urging. I am so glad I did and in doing so an entire world was opened to me that had only been dreams. It was indeed what is often called a Kairos moment. Often last year I reflected on how whenever the Lord wanted to speak to Abraham, He always took Abraham to another literal geographical place so he could hear Yahweh. It can also be the theme of Revelation 4:1. This in itself was a lesson I believe we can all learn from about breaking out of limitations of our own thinking as well as boxes others want to put us in.
I listened to a Facebook connection in a live video reporting on the events of today in Washington with the massive protest that happened. Again, one of the words highlighted to me was ‘transparency.’ People are hungering for transparency and truth. Either boots on the ground or boots in the living room, He is calling to His people and our nations to repent and come to Him. Rev 3:18 Amp “I counsel you to buy from Me gold that has been heated red hot and refined by fire so that you may become truly rich; and white clothes [representing righteousness] to clothe yourself so that the shame of your nakedness will not be seen; and healing salve to put on your eyes so that you may see.”
At about the beginning of December, daily encounters with the Lord began quite suddenly to invade my early mornings and has continued now for over a month. It was a new zone of fire. I had decided to begin a Daniel fasting lifestyle of sorts once again after a life changing and challenging conversation with a dear new sister in the Lord. Sometimes the Lord visits me sweetly, more often than not it is like a tidal wave blasts over me with holy fear and awe. Plastered to the floor or my bed in holy reverence, I have felt as if my very soul was being torn apart, either in a very painful or very fiery way. (Hebrews 4:12-13) His fire has stayed and has purged me of the past and enabled me to see and step forward into all the new He is promising me will come to pass. There is a sharpened sensitivity to the spirit in every way I don’t think I have ever walked in and a pure sensitivity to the needs and prayers of His people going before Him. A returning of knowing when a brother and sister in Christ even has a tangible practical need and to go fill it without speaking with them. I had remembered how years ago a Bible school teacher had spoken on how the Lord wants the entire Body to be so unified that if someone in the Body needs even toothpaste then we will go buy it for them and drop it off at their house. This can happen if we are aligned with the right people/tribe and we are walking in His love.
James 3:17-18 TPT “But the wisdom from above is always pure, filled with peace, considerate and teachable. It is filled with love and never displays prejudice or hypocrisy in any form and it always bears the beautiful harvest of righteousness! Good seeds of wisdom’s fruit will be planted with peaceful acts by those who cherish making peace.” The footnote that the word hypocrisy is linked here is the term ‘never wears a mask.’ How deeply this scripture impacted that day when I read it. Have been seeking Him for wisdom as Solomon had almost daily expecting a wise decision or a new way of doing things or perhaps words to write or even who to associate with to finally materialize. However, what I found was the gold He had been asking me if I saw yet. And my heart was shredded and triggered that day.
He has visited me on many occasions over the summer asking me if I was for Him and with Him. War was coming. I awoke so many mornings hearing words come out of my mouth as I woke up – And I Deborah, arose as a mother in Israel. The seriousness and weight of those words crashing into every fiber of my being. So willing but I was still so unsure what to do. “Will you surrender to My call? Will you answer it? My people need you. My people and I really really need you.” I sat there motionless pondering so many past memories of interactions and things that have happened over the years with His people who have come and gone. Memories of dreams recently where I saw people in wheelchairs with amputations growing out into new full limbs as I prayed over them flooded into my thoughts as if I was being shocked with cardiac paddles. Such faith arose in me and I just believe this will come to pass. The dead will be raised as we had so believed corporately almost 7 years ago in that cold January when life for me changed so dramatically overnight. Now, I am in a corner of the Lord’s doing with maybe only one other person entrusted with this knowledge because He told them the same as He did me – His people need me. ‘You can’t hide anymore.’ I haven’t meant to truly I haven’t. Again, life is about to dramatically change. I feel like I have been thrown into a glass elevator that is about to launch or provocation to just jump off the edge of the cliff I have found myself at.
Here is the moment of transparency and purity and love being presented to us all in this hour. I believe we are all arriving at it differently but when we arrive, He is asking for us to be all in. There is a current removal of all things that would impede us or derail us from the destiny He has planned for each of us. Jesus, Yeshua, has been praying the John 17 prayer for 2000 years for us and the hour is upon us. It is an apostolic call as Paul so described in 1 Cor 2. It is a surrender, submission and a yieldedness to Him that will transform our world and cause principalities to come crashing down. It is a oneness to and in Him. Us to come to Him and enter into the life He has always desired for us. Will we prefer our brother or sister completely to ourselves and lay down our lives for one another or continue to live scattered and shattered lives insulated in our safe little worlds? Have we repented? Are we awake yet? Have we acknowledged this absolute trust in one another that has been divinely orchestrated? Has love been awakened in us so much that we cannot even bare to be away from our brother and sisters in Christ? Are our hearts aching with such pain of love as He draws us nearer, truly a love that His people have never experienced? Narrow is the road to life and few find it. Will we travel the narrow road? For it opens on a life of abundance that His atoning Blood paid for and an eternal dance we can’t even imagine.
This end time move, revival, reformation or whatever you want to label it is before us. First the fire arrives and then the glory of God will arrive in epic proportions. I saw it unfold over the map of Canada as I gazed through the window of the prayer house in Jerusalem toward Temple Mount – it being the biggest portal of heaven. I was and continue to be completely undone at that vision. It is just like the vision I had of the little fires appearing over the map of Canada in 2016 that erupts into an inferno. The Lord had taken me down a fire tunnel then while a golden eagle and Canadian goose flew side by side ahead of me and the Lord. Two days later at a worship gathering at a local messianic place, a former Canadian apostolic leader set to prophesy over me about the series of things the Lord was about to take me through to get me ready for the Middle East and ministry. Then the world got thrown into this covid challenge we find ourselves in. I have been hanging on to that vision for this nation and prophesizing its arrival ever since.
His Bride is beautiful, pure and radiant, fierce and humble on her wedding day and full of absolute love and fire in her eyes for her Bridegroom and world He so passionately loves. The fires and trials has resulted in tangible and undeniable transformation. I feel the eleventh hour pull to be ready for the midnight call so near. Complete surrender to align with Him in everyway and His covenant. For it is a time for war and the Bride is slipping on her combat boots and putting on her dress that has been cut to fit. She has lost herself to gain Him completely and He is coming to roar over all the earth to ‘milkhama,’ the Hebrew word to describe war. The River of His life will be released to teach and bring justice. Explosions of His glory light. 1 John 1:5 “…God is light, and there is no darkness in him at all.
Song of Solomon 8:7-8Set me like a seal upon your heart, like a seal upon your arm; for love is as strong as death, jealousy is as hard and cruel as Sheol (the place of the dead). Its flashes are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame [the very flame of the Lord]! Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would offer all the goods of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned and despised.
@C. Tusa-Danchak , January 15, 2021





