SONS OF ZION

“Then I said, ‘Here I am, I have come- it is written about me in the scroll:I delight to do Your will, O my God; Your law is within my heart.’” Psalm 40:7-8

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Your spirit was born for this; the last trumpet is a frequency from the throne of God that only resurrected believers can hear. 

It’s heaven signal to penetrate earth’s reality splitting the boundary that wakes the dead in Christ to trigger instance transformation that opens a doorway between realms for your spiritual living.  

You have the mark of the Lamb, etched not with ink, but forged with fire. It is written not on skin, but in the mind and heart of the sons. In the age of imitation and deception, this mark becomes the eternal distinction between those who merely profess His name and those who are possessed by His Flame.  

“Then I looked, and there before me was the Lamb, standing on Mount Zion, and with him 144,000 who had his name and his Father’s name written on their foreheads.”- Revelation 14:1

It is by Kingdom design before the beginning of time, there was a scroll…. Written within, sealed with seven seals, waiting for the One who was worthy.

Every son carries a scroll within. This scroll is not merely a destiny, it is a dimension. It is the divine blueprint encoded in the spirit before your birth. 

“All the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be.” Psalm 139:16

God says He has written down things that He has dreamed about for us (Psalms 40:7; Hebrews 10:7).  All of creation groaned for this unveiling. Angels searched for it. Prophets longed for it. Apostles glimpsed it. 

And now, in this age, the seals are being broken, the mysteries disclosed calling forth a generation who will live not as slaves of Babylon, but sons of Zion.

To be born of God is to awaken to what was written. You are not here to create your calling, but to remember it. It’s becomes our glorious day to overcome our fallen amnesia and to no longer live as slaves. 

“But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, to those who believe in His name, who were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God.”- John 1:12–13 (NKJV) 

My Vision 

I am sitting under a beautiful broad leaf tree next to a river that flows from Eden. In the distance, there are smiling Saints with their pants rolled up to their calves as they stand ankle deep picking up river stones. 

I am familiar with these shallow waters consisting of religion. The age of crowd-based faith has ended, and a shift has occurred to enter deeper waters of truth and intimacy.

“The creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed.”- Romans 8:19

Heaven’s training begins with birthing. The Spirit does not raise officials, it births sons. And only sons can inherit what was prepared before time. This birth is violent to the flesh and beautiful to the Spirit. It strips away false coverings and unveils the mark within. If you are marked by God then you have a scroll waiting to be opened.

I heard, “My sons shall survive the flooding of My Kishon.” 

The River Kishon is symbolic of God's deliverance and judgment. The flooding of the Kishon serves as God's sovereignty ability to purge evil from this people. In the account of Deborah and Barak, the river becomes a tool of divine intervention, underscoring the theme that victory comes not by human might but by the hand of our Almighty God. (Judges 4)

Many have lived religious lives without ever being born. But the true design of sons erupts through water and fire, through travail and separation, through wilderness. In takes wordless light to visit heaven’s realm not born through moral behavior, but through divine interruption, a shaking from sleep, a groaning from within, a cry that calls the dead to life to become a son.

The Lamb only births sons who mirror His nature. 

Every throne requires a son formed in fire, not a servant shaped by fear. To know you are born of God is to feel the flame in your chest. It is to hear the echo of the scroll within. It is to be ruined for Babylon and branded by Zion.

The Word of the Lord

The Lamb has been calling forth a remnant, a people not content to be entertained, not seduced by empire, not chained by illusion. No longer are you standing in the shallow waters of religion but marching as Sons of Light to arise as My first fruits. 

 

You are the marked ones who walk with the clarity of Zion in your eyes, the purity of the Lamb in your steps, and the roar of His blood in every decision. 

You remnant are the sons, awakened by the scroll within, sealed by the name on your forehead, burning with the fire that knows you by name.

The scroll is open. The seals are broken. The voice of the Lamb echoes across the ages, summoning not the crowd but you as the Sons of light. 

 

My sons your scroll is not small. 

 

You were not born to just survive. You were born to shepherd the nations. 

 

Creation is groaning. 

 

Nations are trembling. 

 

Babylon is crumbling. 

 

My sons arise and take your seat! 

 

You shall arise to order not chaos, to service not control, to humility not pride and in holy silence without noise.  

 

You carry scrolls that Babylon cannot counterfeit, a flame that cannot be extinguished, and walk in union that cannot be broken. 

The Kingdom shall not be delayed.  

Do not wait to be enthroned. You already are. 

Do not delay your scroll. It has already been unsealed. 

The throne has already been established in you.  

The fire is already lit and the Lamb is your light forever.  

 

It is time now to train, equip, and release you into the fullness of your calling.  

 

Come, I AM waiting. 

God is doing an amazing accelerated work…hallelujah! Everything in the Kingdom of God functions by love. When we enter His Kingdom, we find Justice & Order flowing with Boundaries that are maintained and His Corrections become our gift. Even His silence can be an act of His Love. 

The Kingdom is not a hierarchy of titles, but a realm to expose ancient darkness that was built on lies not to shame us but to heal us by the true love of The Lamb. We are standing on the brink of an unveiling, the revealing of the sons of God, the heirs of His Kingdom! Praise GOD! 

When the sons are born, systems shake and dimensions shift and sons arise. I bless you son of God to ascend and descend with Lord to recovery your written scroll. Thank you Almighty GOD in the mighty name of Yashua! 

🕊️Angela