Wales, Cornwall, coming move of God

 

 Prophetic Vision

1994

Worship Conference

I was transported into a cinema and watched a God video.  It started with the present day church and it was as if he was rewinding the film.  I saw all church history represented, being rewound. Eventually the film stopped and it was back in the days of the celtic saints.

I watched and suddenly saw an outline map of the whole of the UK.  Flames were flickering around the coasts of all the celtic nations: Scotland, Isle of Man, Wales, Cornwall, Ireland.

Then the vision focussed in on two towns in Wales, one directly north of the other.  (They turn out to be Brecon and Builth Wells)

The vision changed and I saw a market square with a cross in it.  I was there with 3 others and we were handing out cups of water to the crowd who were pressing in to us.  We were passing out the cups over the heads of people.

(when I went to Brecon to intercede it was the same square as in my vision, though it was a statue not actually a cross, which was symbolic)

Then the vision switched and I saw many, many women in rags and desperate coming up from the welsh valleys to get some water. In the vision I spoke to them saying ‘hang on, we’re coming, we’re coming, don’t give up’.

The women came and then I saw the men following. They were the miners with their hats with lights on, grubby and discouraged and bowed low.  (figurative representation of the welsh valley men).

Some time later I saw Cornwall and it seemed to be covered with bubbling mud.  It was the places where Christians had been martyred.

 

Oct 04 Healing Conference, Cal Pierce, Exeter (10 years later)

Saw golden angels rising up out of the Cornish land (from the bubbling mud vision where the blood of the martyrs had fallen). They grew tall. They then lined up along the Cornish coast facing out to sea, looking for what’s coming – from Wales and Ireland (Isle of Man), 2 streams.  Then white chargers were coming across in the spirit, angelic warriors into Cornwall. Moving swiftly and mightily, sweeping through, on into France.