Mexico

Ah, Mexico, in beauty were you created, yet long have you lived under the shadow of corruption which has spoiled your lands and brought shame upon your people, and so like a barren desert do you now dwell. Although the banner you wave, Mexico, symbolizes independence, for centuries have you been bound by the spirit of religion, and as such, you worship at the altar of the dead. And while My Son’s crucifixion is widely acknowledged in your churches, the freedom which His death brought is all but lost, so steeped are you in ritualistic practices that it’s as if you are a prisoner locked in heavy chains.

Yet there still remains a flicker of hope, as in your midst dwell the truly saved who shall light the way for others to follow. However, this shall not prevent My judgment from falling upon you, Mexico, for I have seen the depravity of your sin, and as such, have determined you are guilty as charged. I have then rendered My verdict against you, and therefore shall you know My swift and sudden retribution, as you have made no attempt to amend your evil ways, continuing in the practice of illegal trade, which leaves behind a trail of hapless victims who were caught by your callous hands.

See then, Mexico, there shall be no route of escape, as you shall surely know the full force of My vengeance for your crimes against humanity, so saturated is your soil with the blood of the innocent. And although these poor souls meant nothing to you, each one was precious to Me, and so shall I repay you for the evil you committed in My sight.

Oh, how My anger has kindled against you, Mexico, for wickedness has long governed your days, and still holds command of your borders, making your people accessible to exploiters and thieves: those who would use them for ill-gotten gain. Yet in you, there has been no remorse for the suffering your actions have caused, which is why I shall deal with you harshly. So even while revival shall break forth in your people, this does not preclude My judgment from coming, for indeed shall there be a season of reckoning for your misdeeds. 

Then, like a charging bull, ‘fear’ freely runs through your streets, threatening the masses into silence with his sharp horns of intimidation, for history has proven that you, Mexico, are not beyond using violent means to shut down any voices of dissent: those who do not support the criminalization of your government.

Hear Me then, Mexico, for I have come in this hour to rid your people of the menacing presence of fear, and reclaim the ground that rightfully belongs to Me. And so with the first flickers of revivals flames shall hope again be rekindled, for this blaze of resurgence shall cut a new path through this desolate land, and many shall be the feet which travel upon it. That highway you had erected to traffic illicit commodities, shall then begin to crumble, as even amongst the drug lords and coyotes shall the flame of revival spread, with some who are deeply entrenched in those rings of crime knowing true salvation. 

And so across your northern border shall revival spread, springing up like small brush fires here and there, even within your capital, that region where evil is firmly embedded. Yet shall I tear asunder the enemy’s plan to keep you his captive, Mexico, and as such, the bells of reclamation can even now be heard ringing over your lands.

See then, a new day is dawning for you, Mexico. For although My judgment is upon you, this time of correction shall open the road for a new future to be birthed, where your people are no longer held hostage by violence and corruption, as a season of peace shall blanket your lands instead.