 This is a vision and word over Portland that I received from the Lord back in 2003, but it was not time to release it then. While in prayer this morning he said it is now time to release the word over Portland.
My wife and I have spent many years living in and moving about the city of Portland. It is a special place and it is still The City of Roses. A Cry from The Port of Portland Portland and America, you are about to smell the fragrance of Heaven coming out of Oregon in a way you have never known. All eyes are on you Portland, because of your rich heritage and glorious future. Can you hear the cry? Can you hear the cry from the Port? The Port of Portland has been crying out for its ship to come in. The ship of hope, restoration, and deliverance. There has been a ship in the Port, dominating and spreading its disease throughout the region. Onboard this ship there are many tools, plans, and cargo. They have been brought in on assignment and have been free to move about the city as they please. The crew on the ship has been on assignment from their chief and from the land from which they came. They move about throughout the city delivering and dropping their cargo wherever they please. When the cargo is brought to its assigned place it’s opened to spread disease in the minds of the people.
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A Vision of the Kingdom Aircraft Carrier/ Party Ship arriving in all its glory...by John Meyer9/14/2020  A Vision of The Kingdom Aircraft Carrier/Party Ship Arriving in all of its Glory
by John C. Meyer I received this vision while visiting some friends in Abbotsford, Canada. I believe this is foundational for what The Kingdom is like as a whole and what lays ahead for the people of God. I saw before me this vast ocean, and I was hovering in front of and above a massive aircraft carrier. It was enormous, greater than any "standard" aircraft carrier you would see in the natural. The color of the aircraft carrier wasn't the normal military gray. It was rainbow-colored; the colors of the covenant of love. The rainbow colors were not stationary. They were living and moving; like they were alive on the ship. Embedded in the surface of the ship were huge gemstones. The aircraft carrier was pulsating with a heavenly energy of mercy, oneness and grace - the heartbeat of the Father. It was beautifully staggering to behold. Written on the right side of the ship were the words... |
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