Wild Time of Revelation

By David Hobbs

Like I said in my last post, in talking about this 2-hour, 5 day a week intercessory prayer meeting I have been attending: it’s phenomenal!

Not long after the “ripper” prayer meeting of last post, I started another meeting with the usual zero feeling. I prayed through the first hour just as dry. But when we began interceding together in the second hour, the Holy Spirit came and wrapped Himself around me like a warm blanket. I went from no feelings to being in the middle of His presence in a matter of moments. Duane was playing the piano like he does during the second hour, and I began quietly singing along in the Spirit as others prayed.

Full on in the Spirit now, I was sensing a mighty rolling coming from heaven like when thunder rolls and rumbles through the sky after a crack of lightning. It’s hard to explain but I was sensing a convergence of sound and vibration between heaven and earth.

Suddenly I saw it! When we are all in harmony with heaven--all aligned to God’s will for us, though each having his/her own individual part--there is a harmonic convergence connecting every one of us with God Himself in a harmony of God’s perfect will. Then Jesus’ prayer is truly fulfilled: "Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.” This harmonic convergence is like an invisible, spiritual grid connecting each one of us to God. Whatever God’s will, as it evolves from moment to moment, is automatically transmitted down that grid to each one of us connected to the grid and immediately put into effect by the Holy Spirit in us working with our spirit. Then perfect harmony returns the way it was before sin introduced disharmony and dissonance into the creation. Wow! That was rich.

Then I had a revelation of the effect that has on Satan’s kingdom. I remembered this film clip we saw in physics’ class about a suspension bridge built in Washington State in 1940. But as heavy as it was, it wasn’t heavy enough! Four months after completion, a storm sent 40+ mph winds against the bridge. The bridge picked out one of the frequencies of the wind and began to vibrate in sympathy with it. Soon the whole bridge was heaving and rippling in a giant sine wave. It’s crazy to watch. You can see it on YouTube under “Tacoma Narrows Bridge Collapse.” It oscillated and undulated until it broke apart and fell into the water below. God said, “That’s what happens to the kingdom of darkness when all my people are in harmony with Me: the vibrations created are amplified to such an extent that the enemy’s kingdom vibrates to rubble."

Then He reminded me of the “concrete vibrator” that cement layers use when they pour cement. Cement, when poured, does not flow out perfectly. It is honeycombed with air bubbles that weaken it. But they throw in this metal cylinder that is vibrating so intensely it liquefies the cement, which fills in every air pocket. So the vibrations from heaven, when joined and amplified with the harmony of those on earth, liquefies Satan’s kingdom and causes it to lose its structure.

Another thing I was reminded of later is the phenomenon of waves in the ocean. Most of the time the waves are choppy and don’t accomplish much. On rare occasions though, they happen to align together and produce a mighty wave that has been known to wash sailors off the deck, or fishermen off the rocks and out to sea. It only happens when they align and all their force is added together instead of being at cross-purposes. It can only happen in the spirit when we are all aligned with God’s will.

Then I understood why Satan tries so hard to divide the church. Every time there is a breach in that spiritual, harmonic grid, it weakens until its effect is nothing more than choppy waves in the harbor. Every time a person takes their eye off the Lord and onto another person or thing, they sever their own connection to the Father and lose the power of their note in His symphony. No wonder the enemy goes about so much spreading discord among the brethren. The one thing he can’t afford is for us to all get on the same page in the will of God. Then his kingdom will come crashing down just like the Tacoma Narrows Bridge.

Think of it: a huge, multi-ton bridge of cement and steel brought down by nothing more than a stiff breeze blowing through it, all because of the power of harmonic vibration! I left that prayer meeting fairly burning with understanding and excitement over the ways of God. I had to tell somebody, so now I’ve told you!

One Ripper of a Prayer Meeting!

By David Hobbs

We hear a lot about demonic attacks, and I’ve experienced a number of them. But I had never experienced anything like what I’m about to relate to you.

 I’ve started going to this intercessory prayer meeting at my old church led by Stephanie, my long time prayer compadre, and Cheryl, the pastor’s wife, with whom I have spent hundreds of hours in prayer over the last 10 years. Because of the seriousness of the days we are in, the meeting runs 2 hours a day, 5 days a week. We spend the first hour mostly praying in tongues--the first half of which we pray independently, and the second half we sit together in a circle holding hands while we pray. Then we take a few minutes to let people share what they saw or experienced in this first hour praying in the Spirit. The second hour we intercede (“pray into”) those things which people saw in the first hour. Usually there are 6-8 prayer warriors praying, but I have counted as many as 13.

The prayer can be quite intense and I often leave wrung out physically and emotionally, yet energized wondrously in the spirit from crying out to the Lord. Many times I start out with my soul completely dry. I have to go through the motions for a while, but almost invariably the Holy Spirit will come on me at some point and I will be completely quickened. It’s a wonderful prayer meeting!

Two weeks ago to the day we were in the second half of the first hour, circled up and praying in tongues. I sensed a lot of spiritual energy in the room, like static electricity in the air before a thunderstorm, but it wasn’t coming together in focus on any one thing. Then Stephanie launched into a song in the Spirit. Now when I sing a song in the Spirit, it is usually free-flowing and melodic. But Stephanie’s song was martial in character, crisp in cadence like a military marching song--loud and emphatic. It was powerful, but still didn’t draw everyone together. I tried to find a place to flow with it but couldn’t.

When we shared what we were experiencing, I said that I sensed a lot of spiritual energy, but it seemed unfocused. I got some agreement to that. Then we went into the intercession time, but people began slipping away. Stephanie had to leave, and others as well. About 20 minutes into it there was only Cheryl and me and dear sister Sherry, who rarely says anything, though she experiences things deeply in her spirit.

Then it happened!

When I see things in the Spirit I get momentary flashes of mental images, like in my Walking in the Spirit book, where, in the chapter “Spiritual Warfare in the Garden House,” I kept getting images of hideous, angry, demonic faces while feeling their presence in my spirit.

Now, suddenly I saw images of flashing swords, rearing horses, and the chaos of battle. “I think there’s a spiritual battle going on!” I said excitedly to Cheryl, “I’m going to pray into it!" We both started praying and the Spirit swept in and energized us incredibly. The forces of heaven had launched an all-out attack against the armies of hell in the room and we were right in the middle of it!

The battle was no contest. The hosts of heaven were victorious wherever they turned, just like when they went out in front of Israel’s armies in the Old Testament. It’s never a question of who is stronger--God’s forces are always stronger. The question is whether the people of God can qualify for heaven’s help. This morning we had qualified and the battle was engaged. I began casting down demonic strongholds over the area and calling in everything the devil had stolen from us: our health, our callings, our resources, our children, our hopes, our vision—demanding that he restore it all with interest, demanding that he give up all his ill-gotten gain--that he restore seven-fold. We called out for total victory in our area and for the hundred mile radius around us—no more sickness, no more suicides, no more crime, no more demonic influence--the Kingdom of God here on earth just like it is in heaven.

It came in waves. One wave would pass and then another one would come with new images which sparked new prayers. At one point I saw the gates of hell bulging from the pressure coming against them. “The gates of hell shall not prevail against the church!” I shouted over and over. “The gates of hell shall not prevail!” I saw the gates again in vision form splintering as the pressure against them caused bits of wood to break loose and fly off. I never saw them burst open as I hoped, but they suffered significant damage.

The time went on and on with the fire and glory of God all around us and the hosts of heaven routing the wicked foe on every hand. I really thought that we had entered a new reality in God, that this was Armageddon or something--that we had crossed over a divide never to return.

There are times that does happen in the Bible. Enoch walked with God and one day, “poof!” was no more, for God took him. He entered a new realm in God never to return to the old normal. Joel 3:18 says a day is coming when:

 … the mountains shall drip with new wine, the hills shall flow with milk, and all the brooks of Judah shall be flooded with water; a fountain shall flow from the house of the Lord and water the Valley of Acacias.

 Zechariah 14 talks about a similar day:

 6It shall come to pass in that day that there will be no light; The lights will diminish. 7It shall be one day which is known to the Lord—neither day nor night. But at evening time it shall happen that it will be light. 8And in that day it shall be that living waters shall flow from Jerusalem, Half of them toward the eastern sea and half of them toward the western sea; In both summer and winter it shall occur.

 There definitely are such “suddenlys” in the Bible. But not this time. After an incredible half hour the troops rode off and the prayer meeting ended right on time! Still, I was pumped up all weekend. And even now when I relate the story to someone, I get pumped up all over again. I had never seen God launch an attack on the hordes of hell, let alone doing it right in my presence. It was, as my sister Cheryl so aptly put it, “one ripper of a prayer meeting!”