Charlie Shamp
January 17, 2026
I heard the Spirit of the Lord say, “I am shifting the plates beneath your feet. A tectonic movement in the Spirit has begun; not to bring destruction but to realign the foundations of nations. Where the enemy has built upon sand, My movement shall expose it. Where My people have stood upon the Rock, they shall rise to higher places in this season.
For America, I have set Angelic guardians at the gates; not only in the south but in the east, the west, and the north. These are not angels of passive watch; they are spiritual soldiers of the turning tide. And I am now commanding the tide of My Spirit to rise and shift the course of your nation. It will not come gently as a gradual swell; but as a sudden surge, filling every inlet and bay. Harbors of complacency will be flooded. Docks of tradition will be overwhelmed. My tide will lift every spiritual vessel that has been prepared and waiting.
I am opening the vault of heaven over the heartland of America. A canopy of clarity is being stretched over it; watch Saint Louis! Under this canopy, revelation will fall like warm rain, and dreams will sprout overnight. The drought of confusion is coming to an end. Sons and daughters of the Spirit who have sown in tears will step into fields suddenly ripe with harvest; not in season but out of season, for I am the Lord of all seasons!
Listen for the sound of the ram’s horn from the west coast; it will be a sign of victory for you, California. After, there shall come an assembly; for I am calling My warriors not to a battlefield of flesh, but to the high places of prayer and consecration. In this place, I will hand you scrolls of destiny; not for you alone but for cities and regions. The writing on them will be visible only in the light of unified worship. When you lift your voices as one, the strategies will appear, and you will know the time to advance.
A ring of fire is being drawn around you. This is not a fire of judgment; but a fire of covenant remembrance. Where My name has been forgotten, the fire will restore the altar. Where My promises have been abandoned, the fire will rekindle the testimony. This ring will spread; not as a wild blaze, but as a controlled burn of holiness, clearing away the undergrowth of compromise.
To the intercessors who have kept watch through the night, I say: your vigil has forged keys in the spirit. In the coming months, doors you have long prayed over will swing open so suddenly that some will fear it is a trap. Do not fear; it is My timing. Walk through. The doors lead not to boardrooms, palaces, or platforms first; but to fields of divine connection where you will meet others I have prepared, and the pieces of My puzzle will come together.
I am breathing upon the dormant mantles. Those who have carried hidden anointings for healing, for creativity, for governance will feel a quickening upon their shoulders. Do not shrug it off; step into the weight of it. It is time to move from the closet of preparation to the street of manifestation.
Mark this; the number seven will echo in this hour. Seven winds, seven wells broken open in the spirit, seven strategic alignments among My people. Where you see the number seven emerge in your circumstances, recognize it as My hand completion and new beginning converging.
This is not a season to build monuments; but to erect tents. Stay mobile. Stay responsive. My cloud is moving. My glory will rest in gathering places; not in stagnant institutions. Be ready to move with it.
The prototype is not a place but a people; a people of presence, obedience, and unity. As you move, you will demonstrate Me. And the wind from My nostrils will carry the fragrance of your obedience across the nations.
So rise. Align. Move. The shift has started. The tide is turning. The fire is circling. The sound is echoing. I am doing this not by your might, but by My Spirit.”
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