It Is Time

And I do, in prayer, prophesy over people. I will receive, download when I'm praying over people, and I remember a lot of it. This, when I'm about to read to you, I do truly do not remember the details of when I got this, which is how, I mean, I just know it was the Holy Spirit.

So, okay, this is what I start typing out in my phone. Tick-tock, says the Lord. It's time to take the blood pressure of the United States, for it is rising.

The heart is in Tennessee. The heart must be healed there, and from that will flow an outpouring of healing. The top border gates are the minds.

Their thinking must be corrected, made straight in the eyes of God. The East Coast is the left hand, and the West is the right. From them, evil is allowed entrance to the body.

It is time to be stopped. The bottom bordering states are the feet. They walk out the decrees of the Lord, or rather they should.

It is time. A man can plan the days of his life, but it is God who orders his steps. There must be a plan for restoration, a plan for each state to uphold.

Heart surgery is underway. I, the Lord, have spoken. Minnesota, you are to tackle injustice.

Pennsylvania, principality. Maryland, mockery. New Jersey, aptitude.

South Carolina, declaration. New York, hostility. New Mexico, outlaws.

Nevada, crime. California, burglary. Tennessee, transportation.

Illinois, restitution. And Georgia, counsel. My home state, by the way.

Georgia? Mine and Nurse Michelle's, yes. Woo! Okay, your word. Counsel.

These are the doors that must be unlocked. A chest, so to say. Heart surgery.

The red Xs are indicative of these treasure chests. For I hold the treasure that lies inside. I hold the healing that your nation is in need of.