A few days ago, I became aware of “SatanCon,” an occult gathering scheduled for Boston on April 28-30. Interestingly enough, knowing nothing about this, a small group of us had already planned to pray and legislate, focusing on the East Gate of the U.S.
If you saw my teaching on the East Gate a couple of weeks ago (Click HERE if you missed it), you may remember that, while in Gloucester, Massachusetts a few years ago, the Father showed me the East Gate of our nation. Later, I learned that northeast Florida (where the French Huguenots landed) and Massachusetts (where the Pilgrims landed) are the two points of first entry of Europeans on our soil, so these “doors” / portals are very significant, functioning as gateposts.
We all know the verse…
For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.
-Ephesians 6:12, NKJV
If you’re like me, you don’t do warfare like you did when the Father first introduced you to the reality of the supernatural realm. Now, we are God conscious rather than demon focused. We war from heaven rather than from the earth. We may still do prophetic acts as led by Holy Spirit, but we are learning that our effectiveness is not limited to the confines of our physical body. And we war from a place of victory, understanding that light displaces darkness just by showing up!
Today, I want to share with you what I encountered in this prayer time, along with some strategic keys the Father gave to our team, so you can join me in literally changing the outcome of this event. As born again sons of God who are seated with Christ in heavenly places, we’re not just playing “spectator church,” but we get to live our lives doing these kinds of exploits, which, of course, flow from a place of rest and from our oneness with God.
We began by praying in tongues, and I saw this release of God’s perfectly unified language disrupting their communication, in the same way the Lord confused the language of those building the Tower of Babel (Genesis 11).
I then saw myself representing all the sons of God, standing over the U.S., with huge, white feet of SHALOM. My faces were flashing Lion, Ox, Eagle, Man over and over, as I gazed at the Lord, becoming what I beheld. I was wearing a whirlwind garment / mantle that was living and had the capacity to “turn on end” the plans of fallen beings working in conjunction with “kings of the earth” (Psalm 2).
Wearing the face of the Lion, I opened my mouth and roared into the ground, shaking the things that can be shaken (Hebrews 12:27). That roar became a fiery, white two-edged sword, which then divided into innumerable swords. These swords began cutting the connections between demonic beings and their human counterparts. I saw mediums standing before their customers with nothing to say. Witches and warlocks suddenly lacked the ability to levitate and astral project. Millions of angels followed the swords, putting a gold, honey-like paste over 3rd eyes, preventing demonic “sight” and over the solar plexus, preventing demonically-facilitated soul travel. I then understood that one of the things we had been praying in tongues was that the Ancient of Days would close doors no man would open. These gates being closed to demonic trafficking was the answer to that prayer! We were also praying that He would open doors no man can shut, and I knew that this was referring to the East Gate opening to the King of Glory (Revelation 3:7, Psalm 24).
After the swords and the angels did their jobs, there was mass confusion at seances, at satanic rituals and at this conference (but I knew it was not limited only to this event). The occultists began getting angry with each other and began to fight amongst themselves, vying for position. They were breaking rank and violating covenant.
Some of them hardened their hearts like Pharoah did. Others, whose hearts were still tender and moldable, came out from under the demonic spell (literally). Still standing above the earth representing all of God’s sons, I reached out my hand. Some reciprocated by putting their hand in mine, so I was able to pull them up and into my garment (which is His garment). I then saw many of these ones sitting at the feet of Yeshua weeping, like Mary Magdalene. They couldn’t believe that they had actually succumbed to the lies and had done some of the things they had done, and they felt such remorse. They were worshipping Him, caressing His nail-scarred feet and anointing them with their tears. He was looking at them with such love and was smiling and stroking their hair. He said, “It was to these ones that I was sent.”
I then saw a gentle, golden rain falling on the earth, and I knew that it was cleansing the land.
I then began to engage with 4 angelic Mighty Ones named Praise, Honor, Glory and Majesty, and I saw that Praise was over the Massachusetts gatepost. The Lord had already been speaking to me from II Chronicles 20, where Moab and Ammon came to battle against Judah. King Jehoshaphat sought the Lord, and the Lord instructed him to simply “stand still” and see His salvation. He obeyed, sending the worshippers out first, singing, “Praise the Lord, for His mercy endures forever!” God fought for Judah, causing their enemies to turn on each other and kill themselves. Not one of them escaped, and there was so much spoil that it took Judah three days to gather it. Holy Spirit then reminded me of this Scripture:
– Psalm 149:6-9, NKJV
Let the high praises of God be in their mouth,
And a two-edged sword in their hand,
To execute vengeance on the nations,
And punishments on the peoples;
To bind their kings with chains,
And their nobles with fetters of iron;
To execute on them the written judgment—
This honor have all His saints.
Praise the Lord!
I felt that the Father was allowing us, as little-e elohim, to direct high praise to do His bidding. Still representing us all, I took a giant lasso and gathered up high praise, especially “tehillah” (spontaneous) praise. I stepped outside of time to access praise of past, present and future. I gathered praise of early Christians who were thrown into lion’s dens. I gathered praise from martyrs in the catacombs of ancient Rome, from the Huguenots massacred at Ft. Matanzas, from the underground churches in China and Iran. I gathered up praise from this very story in II Chronicles 20. In obedience and with childlike faith, I took all this praise and directed it with laser focus to this satanic conference. As I did, living lassos of light wrapped around demonic strongmen, principalities, fallen sons, high-level and low-level demons, and wrapped them up. They were paralyzed except for their mouths, which were forced to speak truth. Out of their very mouths they declared Yahweh to be Creator, God of all, King of kings and Lord of lords.
I saw mass destruction, not only to “SatanCon,” but to occult activity of all kinds everywhere. Then I saw the wind beginning to blow. It was the breath of Holy Spirit blowing away even the residue of these things. Just as the golden rain had cleansed the land, the breath of Ruach was cleansing the atmosphere.
I want to invite you now to BE and to FUNCTION as the son of God that you are, releasing the light, life and love of the Father into this gathering. You may or may not have a visual encounter. But the important thing is that you step in by faith and walk in obedience to Holy Spirit’s leading. Here are some strategies you might find helpful:
1. As a spirit being who is not limited by time and space, hold this event, the people and the city of Boston in your heart. Brood over them with the light, life and love of the Father.
2. Pray in tongues, trusting Holy Spirit to pray the perfect prayer through you.
3. Worship God, especially extolling His goodness and mercy. By faith, send the frequency of your praise to confound darkness and to pull out the ones He loves.
Remember… “the weapons of our warfare are not merely human, but they have divine power to destroy strongholds” (II Corinthians 10:4, NRSVA). What an amazing opportunity we have! This is truly a glorious time to be alive!
-Virginia