“This is the season that many have looked into. This is the season of anticipation. The world looks in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed.
‘Who are they?’ you may ask. These are those who come during these last days upon earth. For they have traveled long; they have wandered far.
They are like the finest wine that I have saved to last. They have gone through many winters. They have suffered the loss of many things. They have not stood in the limelight. They know My voice better than those of the brethren.
They have been alone in the desert. They have been around you in the city. They have been shunned and esteemed not. They have been men of many sorrows. Their roads have not been filled with rosy centers, but they have always looked to the dawn of a new day.
For these are My mighty ones. I have broken them so that they might live for me only. Don’t look for a Saul or someone who stands out in the crowd, for I don’t look on the outward appearance.
But the minstrel will again take up his lute. The mountains will break into song yet again. For the speech that I pour forth in this hour will put all the ancient poets to shame.
For as the horsemen ride across the plain, and famine and pestilence ride upon their steeds, a song will be heard from My warriors. For their spears will pierce the hearts of the enemy. And even though the pestilence rides on, a shout and a cry will be heard from the enemy down below. For even though he is about to pull out all of his arsenal in this hour, he has not known about these sons of mine.
For the world is giving forth its birth pangs, and even now these sons of mine are being birthed.”
“I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us. For the creation waits in eager expectation for the children of God to be revealed. For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the freedom and glory of the children of God. We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption to sonship, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what they already have? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.” (Romans 8:18-24)