Shh! Listen to the Wind as it rustles through the harvest of nations! (In the stillness of the night I heard in the Spirit what seemed to be the sound of a rising wind as it moves over a field of grain.) Those with ears attuned will hear it. Those who lift up their eyes will see that the harvest is white and ready and awaits only My Word. The Lord of the Harvest is aroused. His eyes move to and fro across the earth. His Voice cries with a loud cry: "Who will go for Me? Send forth the laborers!" Do you know why many laborers are needed? Because many shall not return to the place of their dwellings! But they SHALL return to Me, says the Lord, bringing their sheaves with them. The night comes when no man can work, but first comes My harvest! Who are My laborers? Those who will not touch My glory! These are those who will not stretch forth their hands presumptuously like Uzzah did, to assume direction over My Glory. Yet they shall indeed be bathed in My Glory as they gaze upon Me at all times, reflecting the light of My countenance.

You have heard it said that a man shall reap whatsoever he sows, and so it is. I AM the Lord of the Harvest and I know no such law. My Word, My quickened, living Word, is the seed that goes forth and does not return to Me void. The Lord shall turn the Sword of His Mouth into the Sickle of His Hand and surely He shall now reap that which is His due from ancient days! (When I heard this I saw in the Spirit the Lord riding upon a white horse with a sharp sword in His mouth, which also became a sharp Sickle in His Hand which He wielded with great authority with wide sweeping movements of His Hand as He continued to ride.)

And such shall be the power of My Word and My Sickle together that those of you who have eyes to see will look, and say: "There, there, and there!" And you shall hear the sound of the Sickle as I reap the earth and you shall turn your heads and see where I am working. Watch soberly and move quickly, you My laborers, to gather My harvest after Me. For quickly I shall come to the harvest and swiftly I shall reap.

And those of you who still sleep and slumber shall remain in your stupor, and shall miss My harvest while you drown deeper into the grave of your comfortable traditions. You shall only look and see where I have been and you shall say: "There, where there was no light, in that place that was dark and impenetrable, a great thing has occurred that we don't understand and cannot perceive. And there, in that place of sin where we dare not walk, a mighty thing has happened and now there is light. How can this be?" Ah! But the Wind blows where it wills! And you shall then move out into those places, but it will be too late and there shall only be hardship for you, and dissatisfaction, for I will have moved on and My laborers with me, says the Lord.

What is this great harvest that I shall reap? Is it not found in the darkest places? Is it not among the thorns and briars? And I, the Lord of the Harvest, who did not sow despair, shall take My harvest from the desperate! I who did not sow hopelessness shall take what is Mine from among the hopeless! I, who did not sow violence and injustice will reap My harvest from among the downtrodden of the earth! I will arise with healing in My wings to bring forth truth and righteousness in those places. I will go to the backstreets, to the slums, to the death camps, to the prisons, to the abode of the slave, and I shall put in My Sickle. With the Word of My Mouth will I penetrate the hearts of men and reap there where there was no knowledge of My Name and no expectation of My coming.

For My Word shall perform this, says the Lord. In an instant, in the twinkling of an eye, My Word shall be spoken and immediately will conviction fall on all those I choose. For My Word is coming with power again on the earth and shall be as a lightning rod in the mouths of My faithful servants.

And as My Word goes forth I shall put in My Sickle and the earth shall bring forth her harvest. And there shall be rejoicing amongst you, My servants, who follow and obey your Lord of the Harvest, even as Peter, James and John rejoiced on that day when they put down their nets one more time and reaped a great harvest. No more will you toil for weeks, months and years, but I tell you My Word shall go forth and there before you shall be the harvest your hearts have desired. You shall look and where there has been desolation, you will see that I have brought forth life, and where there has been emptiness I will bring forth a bountiful harvest, for My Namesake and for My Glory.