Prophetic Word May 2002
Photo by Gary Smith
Prodigals Returning
April 24, 2002
Word through Linda Patterson
Get ready for a tidal wave of My glory is about to hit the prdogals as I
usher them once more back into My loving arms. For many of My precious ones
who walked with Me in days gone by, holding My hand and singing “Jesus Loves
Me This I Know” have gone running off to other pastures. The trumpet has
sounded a clarion call and these prodigal sons and daughters are coming
home. I say to you mothers and fathers, your prayers have not been in vain.
For you have been faithful to pour out My water on the seeds that you have
planted. Yes, the seeds of intercession, the seeds of faith. Rejoice for
your harvest is coming forth. Your harvest is coming! Your harvest is
coming, rejoice!
The prodigals with repentance and tears are returning to My House. I am
drawing them forth from the recesses of sin and coldness of heart. I am
warming them up and I am showering them with My love. The blankets of
despair, the blankets of sin are about to be burned with My holy fire.
There is a tender heart beneath. Yes, the powers of darkness that have
defeated them and held them in bondage are being loosed and the chains of
sin falling away. The season of living apart from the Father’s House has
been a time of trial and testing, a time of bondage and despair. I pick
them up and I dust them off and I wash the stain of sin and set them back on
the narrow pathway that leads to life eternal. Many of these prodigals will
love much because they have been forgiven much.
I throw my golden lassos of glory around them and I draw them close to My
heart.
With joy and delight they walk with Me once more, holding tightly to My hand
never looking back but praising and glorifying My name. They shall know
true power, the power of My resurrected Son. The Jesus they sang about at a
very tender age shall now become their best friend and they shall know Him
as a glorious, mighty roaring Lion and their defender and protector.
Isaiah 9:3 … They rejoice before you, according to the joy of harvest.