This word of the Lord concerning Wilmore, Kentucky came in the early morning hours of October 25, 2024. Wilmore is the home of Asbury University and Seminary. In February of 2023, revival broke out once again on the campus of the University, and spread to other states and countries.
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“The City is Mine. The city of Wilmore is Mine. I AM its governance, its equitability, its strength. Many great people have come from this small city. A City on a Hill. I protected its water tower with My cross. The ground upon which it stands is sacred. My Ground.

“The lineage of saints from Wilmore shall rise to greater heights. My Warriors. Holiness befits this city. A mist shall rise from Wilmore that waters the nation. The mist of My Glory. Droplets to all fifty states. Power to Iowa. Strength to Illinois. Tinsel to Chicago. The breath of My gospel shines forth overseas from Wilmore. The cries of the Saints rise to My throne, cries of the ages joined together for the nations. A president shall rise out of Wilmore, crowned with My Glory. His feet shall trod the nation in the footsteps of My Son. He will cry, ‘Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty. Blessed is the Lamb of God.’

“Wells of revival dug here in Wilmore will water the nations. The earth is Mine, the ground is Mine. My Spirit hovers where it will. I look down from heaven on a patch of land and say, ‘There, there shall My Spirit lie, shall take flight to the nations.’

“Pray for the borders of Wilmore. My angels guard this land. No encroachment allowed. No ‘a little taking here and there.’ When I set aside land for My purposes, I set a Star over it. Wilmore’s Star shall not dim. My Name dwells here to the end of eternity. My Cross bears My Signet. My Power and My Might dwell in this City on a Hill. The Hill of My Cross, My Son’s Blood to the nations. My synergy of the ages rests in Wilmore. Saints of Old and saints to come. Flash forth, flash forth, Wilmore, governed by the Rain of My Water. Shine through the ages for My Kingdom. The Glory is Mine, the Earth is Mine, and I choose My Hallowed Ground where I will. I Will MORE to Wilmore. This city has just begun to Shine My Light, for your future will eclipse the past–and the past itself is great. Glory be to the Lamb and the Lion. Glory be to THE KING. Amen.”
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Notes:

I grew up in Wilmore and still have family there, although I moved away many years ago. This word opened my eyes to see this “city on a [spiritual] hill” as the Lord sees it, rather than simply the small town where I lived.

There is a water tower on a hill that stands over Wilmore, with a large cross on top. I learned there was some sort of legal fight over this cross in attempts to have it removed. It still stands.

I have no idea what “tinsel to Chicago” means. 🙂 We shall see.