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I heard it loud, so very loud in my spirit while driving home in the pouring rain just the other night. Without hesitation, I began to decree, "The bowls are tipped!" The prayers of the saints have filled the bowls for decades and they have reached their tipping point. Now the prayers are continually coming and causing a massive overflow of the bowls. Now is the time for the answers to speedily pour forth onto the earth. And a great harvest of souls is here. It's not the time to stop or slow down, but we must continually come to the Lord and overflow the bowls. The outpouring of prayers is causing the heavens to give rain and the earth is bringing forth her precious fruit to her God: Souls! Souls! Souls!

Dream About the Golden Bowls

I dreamed I was standing before a large beast that stood like a man on two legs and had fur all over its body and had two horns upon its head. I was unafraid of this beastly looking man because I had a weapon. I picked up my leather sling, just like David's, and I placed a golden bowl at the end of it. I began to swing the sling around as I stepped forward towards the beast and I accurately hit him in the head, over and over again. He was rendered powerless, unable to attack me, unable to move, because the golden bowl had paralyzed him!

The Golden Bowls – Let the Incense Rise!

Have you heard of these golden bowls? They are found in Revelations. These are the bowls that the 24 elders hold in their hands while holding a harp in the other. They are filled with incense and are the prayers of the saints (Rev. 5:8). God loves prayers, obviously, as He refers to them as being incense. Remember when Cornelius was visited by the angel who told him, "Your prayers and alms have come up before God as a memorial" (Acts 10:4). God could smell the aroma coming up before Him.

Your prayers smell sweet to Him! I wonder how much God can take before the sweetness of your heart overtakes the atmosphere of Heaven and the incense of your prayers are smelled by all. There must be a tipping point. There must be a fullness of time when those prayers are answered. The time is now! The collective prayers of the saints have filled the air of Heaven. God smells it every second! The angels smell it constantly. Let the incense rise! Let it fill Heaven! Let it cause God's heart to be moved with compassion and send the rain.

Zechariah 10:1 tells us to "...ask for the latter rain." God wants us to ask and He gives the invitation: "Ask and keep asking, seek and keep seeking, knock and keep knocking; for whoever asks, receives, whoever seeks, finds, and whoever knocks the door will be opened" (Matt. 7:7). Let the Spirit and the Bride say, "Come!" He desires to pour out, but He waits to be asked. The Church has been asking and asking, seeking and seeking, knocking and knocking, and I hear the Lord saying, "The smell of the incense of your prayers have come continually before Me and I have heard you." He is sending the rain, and He is sending it now!

The Rain for the Harvest

He is pouring out His Spirit and He is reaping a great harvest of souls unto Himself, and it is now! On May 5, 2017, I had a dream. The number 5 represents grace, so 5-5 (May 5) is double grace. I was standing in a field of worshippers and each had an umbrella, but it was not raining. They were pouring out their heart before God in the most beautiful, deep love I had ever felt. It was not loud but quiet, and very holy. I could feel their hearts wide open to Jesus. Then suddenly (get ready for a suddenly), it began to downpour the heaviest rain that I could not even see the people anymore, as all I could see was rain!

In the dream, the Spirit of God came upon me and I prophesied, "This rain is a sign that God has heard us! He is sending revival to America!"

Interesting that I said, "This rain is a sign" because the next day I looked for weather patterns that might confirm the dream. I knew that God likes to confirm His Word. Sure enough, I found that the days leading up to that dream had been a historic week of flooding. It was breaking records across many states...this rain is a sign. Now I knew that the dream was on time.

After that, in the next scene in the dream, God took me to a place where I was speaking to those who had laid down their lives for intercession; the ones that have believed God and have been filling the prayer bowls of Heaven for decades. I prophesied to them: "You will have a part in the reaping of this harvest! You will have part of it. Your labor has not been in vain. Hear me, prayer warriors, the fruit of your prayers is here. You will see it! This is to encourage the intercessors and prayer warriors across this nation that God has heard you!"

In the final part of the dream, I was walking with my father and a great friend of mine who is a revivalist and powerful evangelist to the world. We were talking about the revival coming. We walked together, my dad on my right side and my friend on the left. We stopped at around garden, filled with very large, ripe strawberries. I knew this represented healing and intimate love.

This revival will be full of intimacy and healing of the nations! I could feel the expectancy of this outpouring and the joy of God. My dad represents the generation of intercessors that have given their lives for this in prayer, as he has done himself. My evangelist friend represents those that will go into the whole world to reap the great harvest. And we walked together—together.

Intercessors and evangelists must come together in the spirit. We must walk together.True worship, like from the beginning of the dream, plus decades of intercession and the power evangelist movement will usher in the greatest awakening and the largest youth revival this world has ever seen. It's here!

The Wave is Here

What Bob Jones prophesied is here! I'm going to close this with another dream I had just recently. I was on a shoreline and people were asking me, "When do you think the wave is coming?" They had heard of a wave, but were unsure of its arrival time. I looked out to sea and to my right was a wave as tall as the sky upon us. Unafraid, I looked back at the people and said, "The wave is already here." Did you hear that? The wave isn't coming. It's already here!