AROUND THE WORLD, PRISONS HOLD GOD'S TREASURES
by Bill Yount
It was late and I was tired, wanting to go to sleep,
but God wanted to talk; It was about midnight, but it dawned on me that God
does not sleep. His question made me restless. "Bill, where on earth does
man keep his most priceless treasures and valuables?" I said, "Lord,
usually these treasures like gold, silver, diamonds and precious jewels are
kept locked up somewhere out of sight with usually guards and security to keep
them under lock and key."
God spoke. Like man, My most valuable treasures on
earth are also locked up."
OUT
FROM THESE WALLS WILL COME FORTH AN ARMY
I then saw Jesus standing in front of seemingly
thousands of prisons and jails. The Lord said, "These have almost been
destroyed by the enemy, but these ones have the greatest potential to be used
and to bring forth glory to my name. Tell MY people, I am going this hour to
the prisons to activate the gifts and callings that lie dormant in these lives
that were given before the foundation of the earth. Out from these walls will
come forth an Army of spiritual giants who will have power to literally kick
down the gates of Hell and overcome satanic powers that are holding many of My
own people bound in My own house.
FORGOTTEN
VESSELS--MUST BE RESTORED
Tell my people that great treasure is behind these
walls in these forgotten vessels. My people must come forth and touch these
ones, for a mighty anointing will be unleashed upon these for future victory in
My kingdom. THEY MUST BE RESTORED." I then saw the Lord step up to the
prison doors with a key. One key fit every lock and the gates began to open. I
then heard and saw great explosions which sounded like dynamite going off
behind the walls. It sounded like all-out spiritual warfare. Jesus turned and
said, "Tell My people to go in now and pick up the spoil and rescue
these." Jesus then began walking in and touching inmates who were thronging
Him. Many being touched instantly began to have a golden glow come over them.
God spoke to me, "THERE'S THE GOLD!" Others had a silver glow around
them. God said, "THERE'S THE SILVER!"
"NOW
GO AND PULL DOWN THE STRONGHOLDS"
Like slow motion they began to grow into what
appeared to be giant knights in armor-like warriors. They had on the entire
armor of God and every piece was solid and pure gold! Even golden shields! When
I saw the golden shields, I heard God say to these warriors: "Now go and
take what Satan has taught you and use it against him. Go and pull down the
strongholds coming against MY church." These spiritual giants then started
stepping over the prison walls with no one to resist them, and they went
immediately to the very front line of the battle with the enemy. I saw them
walk right past the church as big-name ministers known for their power with God
were surpassed by these giant warriors like David going after Goliath! They
crossed the enemy's line and started delivering many of God's people from the
clutches of Satan while demons trembled and fled out of sight at their
presence.
WHO
ARE THESE PEOPLE?
No one, not even the church, seemed to know who these
spiritual giants were or where they came from. All you could see was the armor,
the golden armor of God, from head to foot, and the shields of gold were there.
The shields were restored to God's House and there was great victory and
rejoicing. I also saw silver, precious treasures, and vessels being brought in.
Beneath the gold and silver were the people that nobody knew: REJECTS OF
SOCIETY, STREET PEOPLE, THE OUTCASTS, THE POOR and the DESPISED. These were the
treasures that were missing from His House.
In closing the Lord said, "If my people want to know where they are needed, tell them they are needed in the STREETS, the HOSPITALS, the MISSIONS, and PRISONS. When they come there they will find Me and the next move of my Spirit and they will be judged by My Word in Matthew 25:42. "For I was hungry and you gave me no meat: I was thirsty and you gave me no drink: I was a stranger and you took me not in: naked and you clothed me not: Sick and in prison and you visited me not."
by Bill Yount