Sunday morning, out of the blue, Holy Spirit started talking to me about LImon. As I prayed through the day, I felt like He gave me this word for Limon. I submit it to the group as I heard it.
Limon sits at a turning of the way. Multitudes pass by her entrance and multitudes stop to be refreshed. I am calling out to the inhabitants of LImon. I am bringing My mercy to this city.
I will make Limon a city of refuge, a place of safety from coming storms. A hidden citadel will arise there for the downtrodden and pursued; for the captive and refugee.
A spring will bubble up in Limon of pure water from a deep place. When death is in the waters flowing across the surface of the plain, my little ones will find Living hope in LImon, my Zion-by-the-Way. Here I will hide holy ones in the palm of My hand and present them to the Father at the time appointed.
That's it. I am planning to go out to Limon on Friday. I hope to be at the wetlands park by 10 am to pray and worship, then walk the main street in prayer, if anyone is interested in joining with me. If not, please keep me in prayer. Thanks. I'm praying for you all, precious watchmen-warriors. Mary Ann
God bless you MaryAnn for being obedient to the Lord.!! Unfortunately, I have too much going on to join you.