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This was a word given to Todd Bentley at a Downpour meeting in Australia on the Gold Coast, 3 weeks before this first Revival even started and that (first of four) has only just started less than 2 months ago in Florida.

"Todd,  I saw a vision, and it's concerning 4 revivals that are going to take to place in the world…

I saw a human boomerang flying out of Canada and it hit the nation of England, it hit the nation of Australia, it hit the nation of New Zealand, and it came spinning around,

I saw Todd Bentley, you're name on the boomerang, but I knew that it was the Lord showing me that it was you & I saw it fly back around & it came & hit America

But...there was a bit more accuracy to it. It hit the state of Florida.  The Lord is showing me that what took place in Pensacola & also what took place in Lakeland with Rodney, your gonna bring something very strong to Florida.

I see something BIG in Florida...  Then I saw the Lord turning you into a human nail, you know, like a spike nail. I saw the hand of God, I saw the Father hit this hammer & it hit you & it went straight into the ground of Florida.

I saw a scroll attached to this nail & it said the Kingdom of God has now come. I really believe that what has taken place in the last 20 yrs in Florida will be rekindled & re-birthed from your coming and going to Florida, a matter of fact I will be even more bold to say that I believe that there is going to be a massive work where it's so fruitful that there will be seasons of time in Florida From Canada..............

I saw it hit England, Australia, New Zealand but I saw it going back & forth, back & forth, back & forth. But I really believe that it not just going to touch thousands but tens of thousands even hundreds of thousands. It's going to be something that's going to be heard around the world. And Father we thank you for it.............

I thank you for the revivals that are coming to the nations that have been spoken and seen, I thank you Father for England, Lord, let the impartation of revival come with the new wave with the greater glory to England, I thank you for Australia, I thank you even for the impartation over these days, but Lord let this be the beginning, let this be the embryo stage of something that turns into a great giant of a revival in the nation of Australia, I thank you for New Zealand, I thank you Father that people will come from all over the world and taste and see the impartation of the effects of revival that has been tasted even in the last week.

I thank you Father that it is for our generation and for the generation that's coming, Lord let history be made even in the now, we pray, and I thank you for the anointing that's on this man of God, I thank you Father that we honor the gift of God and we value the gift of God and in doing so Father we declare blessing concerning the increase of his ministry concerning the promotion of even being one that's sent to take entire nations to influence entire nations, Father, let America be influenced from what's about to take place concerning the seasons that you're preparing for Todd in Florida.

In Jesus name, What's happened, I really believe what happened its even going to hit a CNN, its going to hit, news broadcasts, its going to be talked about all over America.

There's something brewing so big and so strong that its going to waste the nation with God's glory, definitely, in Jesus name."

This is exactly word for word that was spoken over Todd here at the Downpour Conference on the Gold Coast in Australia by Pastor Rob DeLuca from New Zealand. 

Revival in Lakeland Florida http://au.youtube.com/user/SShanez

this is one eyewittness account

April 16, 2008  "Under the Cloud" at the Florida Healing Revival

Wow - last night I just arrived here in Lakeland, Florida with Todd Bentley-- I was really impressed by two things-- One when I got up to open the meetings- the best way I can describe it is - I was under a cloud of God's presence- what a wonderful feeling it was- if you watch the streaming video cast or the rebroadcast on God TV you might see me in what appears to be aninebriated state-- I literally had to cling onto the pulpit to keep from falling over-- the power of God is really in this place... Then as Todd came up the miracles were popping like popcorn-- people gathered from all over the world on a Tuesday night in the middle of Florida, watched miracle after miracle for hours-around 20 deaf ears opened- one from a lady I new that was deaf for 30 years in that ear! many other types of healing miracles and testimonies-- too many to list- it was truly something to see-- if you are really hungry for God's presence- I really recommend making a trip out for this outpouring- God is doing something truly historic in this place- that I believe will go around the world.

David Tomberlin
David Tomberlin Ministries
http://www.davidtomberlin.com

U Tube search - Todd Bentley or sign up with http://god.tv and watch the USA feed from about 9am Perth time (9pm US est)

Thankyou Jesus! Revival has once more touched the earth it just touched down in Florida 50 days ago!  12 dead have been raised, hundreds of deaf have been healed, devils cast out, millions worldwide are having miracles just by watching on even getting prayer by those watching, its is already the 8^th most watched theme on U Tube, and the sign of every great move of God; antichrists worldwide are saying it is of the devil, praise God!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmZLP1276DI

1 Pe 1:8 b   though now ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable

I want to tell you more of the love of Jesus for us.  I will not go into detail of sin, is enough to say I too was an antichrist.  What I did not know was that Jesus loves us and has a plan for us all.  "What man of you having 100 sheep and losing one would not leave the 99 and go in search of the one". Antichrist's come in many shapes and sizes.  Some are Protestants, some are Muslims, I was a pagan.  My forebears were religious, my parents said they were Christians but were not born again and so, as they tried to force me to obey God I rebelled more and more.  Mind you, the god they tried to get me to worship was a cacophony of falsehoods; they said he was Jesus, but he was cruel, evil and stupid.  We had so many spiritual influences on us (Masonry, Jehovahism, Church of Christ, Catholicism, Mormonism and superstition) I was the real mess inside.  Only Jesus could see us and he kept reaching out to us, but my wicked heart would not let me accept going to heaven or escaping hell. Like everyone else, I did things that pleased me rather than God, but as we all know, these things have terrible consequences.  I was religious but no one I encountered in family, Church, school, TV or friends thought Jesus was kind, I mean they said he was, but believed the opposite.  Like all of Adams children, we were robbed of that knowledge.  They said that he loved good but hated evil and the one thing I knew for sure was I was bad.  So they convinced me Jesus hated me and was waiting for me to die to burn me with incredible pain for all eternity.  I knew I was hideously evil, not cos someone else told me, but I knew in my own heart that I loved doing bad things.  I guess I went through stages like all kids where the "bad thing" might mean for example, getting my own way or being dishonest, lustful, etc.  These may not sound like world-shaking crimes, but they came from a sin nature foisted on me when Adam fell.  That sin nature which we all share in common is infinitely evil and far worse than our actions.  The problem that is it can be kept relatively hidden from us and we think that we are good.  In the carnal mind they call that good and even then the Bible when not read in conjunction with a grace based relationship with Jesus does even more harm and not good, so that you have a breed of people who say, they believe in my God but are the exact opposite of him, being hard, judgmental and callous.  If these crimes against humanity were not enough they then go about convincing sinners to believe God is like them.  The god of this world uses that sin nature for his own purposes and hides it from us so that we do not feel so bad that we should repent and ask God for help.  I can recall an incident that exemplifies this.  As a young man at a religious school, I seemed okay, but then, I can recall being offered a gospel tract in Perth and being confronted with my own irrational and hostile response.  I was bewildered as to where the hostility even came from.  I felt no animosity toward the man whatever and yet from somewhere other than my soul had sprung up a torrent of rebuffs.  Christian be comforted when you for the good and purest motives share your faith (or just go about the business of living and in so doing shine that glorious light of a city built on a hill) and are treated with contempt or scorn or a tirade of abuse.  Be comforted in the knowledge that you have sown good seed where it was most needed and their hateful attitudes toward you witness to this.  So suffice to say that while my actions were not those of the murderer, they were only moderated by fear for myself, they did not stem from a good nature.  When God spoke to us, we would get angry and hurt and our hearts would accuse him so that he could not help us.  We would send him away and then promptly forget that he spoke.  And that he stands at the door of every heart continually knocking.  Until one by one, in life or death our defences are worn to nothing from our lives of sin and gilt and anger.  By 21, my defences were worn down completely, but this process may take 90 years or time in hell depending on the individual, so never condemn your enemies, but keep on heaping faith on them.  They too will glorify God in the day of their visitation.  I think the black sheep are sometimes worn out quicker but the "good" are also saved when we are confronted with the concept that all our goodness is for reward and fear of punishment.  We can then understand that these motives are selfish and are we also need the salvation that comes by faith alone. I seemed to have lived through several lifetimes' joy and pain.  The devils kingdom weighed heavily on me and had bankrupted my soul so many times, it was like I was running on fumes.  And I was no longer enjoying sinning, once he thought I was powerless, evil no longer enticed me but had gained the ability to force me into things even I did not approve of.  All my friends were graduating from smoking dope to hitting up.  I held out for a long time, as I was very afraid of becoming a junkie.  People amaze me, we get on our high horses and preach against nefarious activities, always claiming it to be our moral fortitude that prevents us from sinning, deliberately forgetting it is not us, but God's grace that separates us from evil.  But I had rejected God's grace and so slowly but inevitably was pulled into my friends new lifestyle.  It was about 3 AM and I was utterly at the end of myself.  I got up trying not to wake anybody and went to the bathroom, and when I got there, I slumped against the wall.  I could not go on; I had once told Jesus as a small boy that I would make sure I would go to hell, as nothing would hurt him more.  But now standing at the gates of hell I was not so evil or stupid as to take myself in and despite what religious people say God is not some heartless judge putting sinners into hell.  He is the nemesis of that one (the god of this world whom many accept as Jesus).  Jesus was at the gates of hell pleading, crying, begging the wicked sons of Adam to accept his gift.  As he was to me in life so is he in death toward others.  If you have any doubt of this please read Ian McCormack's testimony .  And there are many testimonies of those who have died outside salvation finding the love of God either in hell as Ian McCormack did or on their way to hell, as my pastor of many years Don Rogers did after he died of leukaemia.  My pastor described being hurtled down through a great void.  Don said he was sure something invisible had hold of him.  The only thing he could say was "where am I going?" and whatever had hold of him replied "to Hell".  He was a deacon at his local church and vigorously served them, but religion can't save you.  He loved his wife and children, but love can't save you.  He was honest, but honesty can't save you.  He was always cheerful and coped well with life, but "being on top of it all" can't save you.  He had had all the rites and absolutions religion had to offer, but rites and religion won't save you.  The Bible says "the god of this world hardened our hearts lest at any time they should soften their hearts and I would heal them" and on his way to hell his heart was softened.  At that same instant he flew backwards all the way that he had come for a long time.  All the way back into his body as the doctors and nurses resuscitated him.  Don was born again.  He still serves the Lord, with no trace of leukaemia, more than 30 years later. For the first time since I had told him I hated him as a small boy, I said to God "I give in "and slid down the wall.  God's response was like 1000 sentences all at once and all of heaven and salvation rushed into my heart and filled my world with wonder.  He said, "you're in the centre of my will" "you are my beloved son " "I will never leave you" "I have great things in store for you" "this is the way of Jesus my son", to go on I must also tell you what happened as I slid down the wall.  It was not a vision; this is what really was in front of me.  When I was standing I was looking at the rusty rooftops of our neighbours sheds in a fairly sleazy and decrepit part of Melbourne.  As it was a second floor flat the bathroom window was not frosted.  And now as I slid to the floor my angle of vision had changed completely.  In this small rectangular window God spoke to me through my eyes as well.  It was not enough that all of salvation was rushing into my soul, but like some wonderful vision a huge full moon was perfectly framed in the lower half of that window.  I saw with my eyes the divine symmetry of God as the morning Star was placed to absolute perfection directly above it.  I had never seen the morning Star before and did not know what it was, but it looked just like the star of Bethlehem, huge and cross-shaped.  I was no astronomer but even I knew that the moon in the stars moved for entirely different reasons and that he knew the precise moment I would repent when he spun the worlds in motion.  I was awe struck. The sky was on fire and I was walking on water.  My soul was filled with the impossible.  Life which had never even had any meaning now had known divine love.  The whole thing, all my early forsaken years had been shown to be a work of Love.  I was shell shocked with love.  One who was said to dwell in a "fire which no man can approach" had taken a personal interest in me and I knew he had loved me before the worlds began.  I meant so much to him that he planned this for me.  People don't understand how I can have  trust and faith for the eventual salvation of all those I pray for, but I have seen for myself what infinite ability does.  There is an old saying a man with an experience is never at the mercy of a man with a doctrine.  Others can say "It Is Not God's Will That Any Should Perish" in the same breath as "God Is Omnipotent" and never connect the two.  If you connect the two you no longer feel in control as you know you need Jesus to fulfil what he started.  Jesus said "If I am (crucified) lifted up from the earth I will draw all men unto me "and wasn't it Jesus who referred to forgiveness in this world or the next? And we know it is not his will than even one should perish.  Can't you believe he will use a tiny bit of his infinite power to cause all men to repent, in this world or the next.  The letter says they will burn forever but grace, goodness and mercy speak entirely different things.  Secret things that you may or may not be able to hear.  By the letter we also will burn forever, even Jesus condemns at least some of our own vices and don't we as Christians become "doubly guilty" under the letter of even the new Testament.  Those of us who have been in the Lord through many long hard battles know that eternally we must castaway all hope in ourselves and simply beg for mercy, we must therefore also exercise that same "hope against hope "for our loved ones, our forebears, our neighbour, our enemies. I know intimately the one in whom I have believed and I have heard so much from his own tongue that I will not be moved by a "wind of doctrine ".  He perfected the view out my window in Melbourne when he was speaking the universe into being.  He knew that when I repented I would slide down the wall.  He knew exactly where I would be standing.  He knew exactly where the building would be built.  He knew exactly where they would place that window.  He knew it would have clear glass not frosted.  He knew as he created the planet Venus that its exact size, weight, speed, direction and gravitational relationships would have it appear as a huge crucifix shaped star in my window at the exact time that all the factors in my life would cause me to repent.  And when he spoke the moon into being it would appear huge and full and in perfect symmetry.  Seeing that all things are so complexly interrelated, this is by no means a one-off effort on God's part, but rather a glimpse of reality.  What really amazes me, is knowing that he must therefore love all in the same way.   

When I was about 15, in school I was taught about a man who went to heaven. But when I asked them to tell me about heaven the teacher said that the joy in heaven is so mind blowing that it would be impossible to translate anything of that place back to this. I had it explained that God had given the man nothing to tell as "God didn't want any credible testimony of his existence, because people had to have faith". Even to an unsaved, religious boy that did not make sense, so I prayed to God "If you will take me to heaven I will tell everybody about you and they will believe". From that time on I still stuck to my rebellion and like all others, traded the eternal for temporal peace. In doing so we get ourselves deeper and deeper into trouble. But Jesus will turn your morning into dancing.

I was 21 and going to Como Uniting. One night Jesus came to my house. It was much as Moses did to make him fall down. Joy overwhelmed me more than I could bear, like a river out of my innermost being. The light in my room was about a thousand times brighter than the sun. It was so bright that the light came through my body like I was transparent gold. I was continually knocked unconscious by the joy. Each time I came back Jesus came closer and I was knocked out time after time after time. It was like a river of joy as sin, torment and subjection to evil came flying out of me. I saw his perfect state; long lines of innocence [light] were coming from Him. Each one was His perfect plan for a child, a woman, every man. As a wiser man once said "we trust in the living God, who is the Saviour of all men, especially of those that believe. (1Tim4.10b)". I saw that scripture, if it were once accepted in the time of those writings it was long since covered by the men. But Jesus isn't like that. He is high and lifted up and his train fills the Temple, I experienced the glorified presence of Jesus in this earth. The last claims of sin were swept away as his presence washed through body and soul. I was being knocked unconscious by the relief and joy. Each time I came back to being conscious He edged closer and I was overwhelmed with his thoughts and would pass out again. The last time I went unconscious I came to my senses [literally] and was in Heaven. In my body. It felt like no longer breathing mud. I went from mud to a body, soul and spirit like God's. Dust can't be accepted to cope with the things of God.

In his light I saw how dark religion is and why Jesus was angry with them and why, in turn they killed him. I saw that they teach darkness in His name. The god of religion is not Jesus and therefore not His Father, who is also meek and lowly. If what Jesus said is true, in seeing this meek and lowly Jesus, Philip was also seeing the true God. They are very afraid, knowing nether the intention nor power of Jesus. If they glimpsed even the "hindermost parts" of the truth they would not teach "things they ought not". That is why revival makes preachers scream and laugh. They see the hindermost parts of God while they are still in earth. That is why they run, mortality coping with immortality. Through revival God can take back His name. That night I received the salvation of my body. I could cope with the same level of life, as our Father. I stood in a great palace and everywhere the most beautiful people; men and women. Their clothes had colours so bright! and intricately filigreed with black, every part had so much detail and the colour would have killed mortal eyes. The women's hair was braided. He will turn your mourning into dancing! My greatest reasons for fear for others became the pinnacles of eternal joy. God is an economist, there is not one Moslem stubbing their toe except for eternal reasons. [And these are the things I can tell you]. He turned all such fear into dancing for me. All the unfulfilled dreams of this womb were given birth. I am HIS witness; Jesus' words are truth - the salvation of all men. It is like an atomic bomb of pleasure for every tear life ever gave to me.

This was eternity, after judgment. God's person was like a symphony orchestra of a million instruments. Each speaking the name and salvation of every soul ever to be made, He told me how much He loved you. He turned your shame into innocence by the miracle of Jesus' substitution. And every shameful moment of my own life, became the greatest reason to adore His work of the cross. Sweeter than pleasure, more heady than love, more tangible than the sweetest taste. I was so intoxicated even this mind [like God's own] was running at full tilt taking it all in. Those who say "once saved not always saved" are the seed that fell that fell on stony ground. They have understood the message; felt the power of the worlds to come, but, never passed from death to life, that is once and for all, that is permanent, they are not saved, that's why they have no assurance.

My Father leads me like a shepherd. Straight down the very middle of the flight path and lands me bang in the middle of heaven. When I found myself in heaven the lack of religion felt like suddenly being able to breath for the first time. There is no condemnation at all, no doctrine to stop you realising for the first time all the impossible promises he made are true, always have been true and always will be true. I had been rescued from eternal torment, I had walked in heaven on earth where my every whimsical prayer was answered, I had been in union with God's mind and had heard an angelic choir at our local church. But that is just the edge of darkness, nothing can prepare you for heaven. It is not only exactly like earth, it is more like earth than earth. It is perfect earth, men are men not eunuchs. Women also are women, they are hourglass shaped. Our cloths are not melted onto our wrists and necks as some have said. In order to comprehend this you must first understand that you have not lived yet. And yet God has promised you life. Either God is a liar, or he has lowered his standards very substantially and he now asks you to except this life as the fulfilment of his promise, or I am telling the truth and you won't know just how much discomfort you realy are in till it suddenly stops. Perfect pleasure is the only state humans will feel ok in. You need heaven whether in earth or eternity. Truthfully if we are not dowsed in heaven we will find the walk hard and our witness difficult. To walk was so beautiful. It was a trillion times more beautiful than the most beautiful human movement here. I was a man, wearing pants. I guess at his bidding I walked toward the closest group it was like we were in a gargantuan ballroom. About eight people came around me doting, infinite beauty, infinitely young, infinitely wise, infinitely loving. Each one of them in perfect union with Jesus. I knew that I knew them but I could not recognise their faces. I think I was very special to them by what they were saying. I don't remember the conversations. We moved around each other with a beauty I cannot describe. They loved me so deeply, through their words and doting eyes, love lost at Adam's fall won back when Jesus rose, younger than the womb and older than the grave. I was perfect; called up to see my Father, surrounded by perfected family.

We went to lots of different areas but it soon became clear that apart from messing up church theology there was another much larger issue, many of the things I was seeing were not OK to be told to men. I started getting worried, but Jesus said to me "don't worry, it'll be fine" so I went back and looked on with even greater interest and when I came back Jesus had caused me to forget what was in those areas. I can now remember all the things that must be told, but I have only vague memories of things unlawful for unsaved ears to hear. I can remember three places very clearly. "God's Ballroom", his "Throne Room" [room is not a good term, both areas are astronomically big] and one other. There were shards of light, God, fire flying around me I was surrounded by my Father, as if in his heart. I have given it a lot of thought over the years and recently though it might be an altar [maybe one Moses copied]. That is just a thought. It is the next place I remember being clearly. It was very bright and the scripture "our God is a consuming fire" springs to mind. But he does not consume our goodness. The Father has the same nature as Jesus, loving you till he washes all your tears away; he is not that fearful god. He is not a sacrificial fire but He took my pain. He is the world's loving creator. There I told our Father my life story. It was beautiful like a Jewish wailing lamentation. I could tell him every moment of my life, it seemed to take only about an hour. Every hurt, He healed; every time I was at fault I was innocent. Having been rid of all sin and being so full of all Heaven, I welled up with adoration as my rapture became worship I found myself before His Throne.

I was standing in God's Throne Room! Our fathers innocence makes Him physically radiant and try as I might I could not see His face. His gentleness shines a million times brighter than the sun. His love for the unsaved is so true it manifests great scintillations maybe two or three kilometres long. Though He is my intimate teacher he is also a great king and his love was so powerful I could not see within a kilometre of Him. Like the sweetest juice my eyes drank in His being, His truth for the church's shame. We were in union. I spoke these praises with infinite adoration. So opposite to this darkness where God is a monster that in perfect knowledge and power starts a creation he knows will end in ninety nine percent of the ones He loves burning in Hell forever. True sons of God always realise who is the speaker of such filth! Unsullied by this world I praised Him for his perfection in every human life with an ease and eloquence that astonished me. Jesus said "Listen to the way you are speaking", I thought it was a strange, but did it. As I listened it was not English, neither the tongue of any angel. This was incredibly beautiful, a language where you could give God all praise as from one like him (his offspring). It was the language of God. The holy spirit said "Princely language". This made me revel in his joy over me as I realised I had got tongues. And Jesus said "Look at the way you are dressed". Again it sounded like a strange thing to say, but I did. I looked at my arm expecting to see my jumper but instead I was wearing prince's clothes. Again my spirit said "Princely raiment".

His plans for moslems, hindus and protestants shine a million times brighter than the sun. His love is so true he gave his life for mankind's shame. Anyone who has ever had even the tiniest inkling of who God is, even by report if not by encounter will be able to hear these things. Some of us do from time to time but the birds of the air come down and take away that which is sown. But having been shown these things I am empowered to say it plainly. False brethren have for two millennium used Jesus name to attack us. Turning even those who are born again against the only one that realy loves them. Making us the equal of the worst of the pagans. The good news is; it's not us, it's him. He is exactly who he says he is in the gospel he preached. I praised him for his perfection in every human life with an ease and eloquence that astonished me. It was a trillion times stronger than laughter. We understand that when it says we are the sons of God it literally means that you are copies of his being. I went from a demented peace of mud to a body, soul and spirit like God's. So if you think I am overstating at one trillion times stronger than joy I am not, I am probably understating. I am a witness "God is just". Because he drew all men to himself(John12.32). There is no greater joy that to see the salvation of all men.....it was like when you go to your grandmothers for a holiday. Only it wasn't a grandmothers, it is my fathers house. It is like finding you have a creator you never knew you had. That was the best of all holidays.

He is here next to you. At least one hearer, fell out under the power at a prayer meeting that night and lay motionless for about an hour, then he got up all excited and began telling us he had been with Jesus and that they had walked right round heaven in that hour.