Sandy Warner ~ ~ ~ ~


HEARD:  Valiant.  The gift of prayer. 

PIX:  I saw a skin divers diving to sea the ocean treasures on the sand.

HEARD:  Angels retrieve them and bring them up for you. 


VISION:  I saw several tools that had been recovered by the angels.  They were waiting to be retrieved and used.  One of them I noticed and knew it was used for screwing nuts and bolts down tight.


[When I woke from seeing this, I prayed and asked the Lord to forgive me if I had done anything to lose my tools for scribing.  Some seasons are not, but this season has been tough to bring in food to the table.  Part of it was that I was missing parts and pieces of rhema that would help me understand what I was hearing.  I bound the enemy and commanded my tools back.  I loosed the angels to go get them and please bring them to me.  I loosed the Word of God to bring His confirmations to me and set me free again.] 


The way the Lord establishes us is to bring us confirmations, which fastens us and His Words to us in a secure place.


Isa 22:22-23

The key of the house of David I will lay on his shoulder; So he shall open, and no one shall shut; And he shall shut, and no one shall open.  23 I will fasten him as a peg in a secure place, And he will become a glorious throne to his father's house.


HEARD:  Window.  My daughter.  Banqueting table.  Line up.  Properties.  Need room.  At the communion table.


PIX:  I saw a tape measure measuring the breadth and height of a span of some kind of spiritual territory. 


HEARD:  This is all inclusive.  The good and the bad.


[Thinking about how they had to boot out the giants in the land when they came into their inheritance.]


HEARD:  Better sit down.  I want you to understand something.  A sea of faces.  The whole world.  Orphanage.  A grain of mustard seed.  Step.  Growing room. 




HEARDI deposited a seed inside of you.  Banqueting table.  Liberally spread.


PIX: I saw a giant butter knife doing a spreading motion across a table.


Song 2:4  NKJV

He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.



Weary cooks, I see your labors to bring in the food, prepare and cook for your loved ones.  Sometimes you worry that food is going to waste for you have no idea how to cook what I have given you. Sometimes you worry there will not be enough food.  Sometimes you worry that you will not have enough room to pour out in abundance. 


Beloved ones, the table of the Lord is My table.  I AM the One Who spreads your table.  I AM teaching you that no matter what your worries, I have planted My divine seed inside of you.  You shall grow up and into your destiny and calling exactly as I have planned.  Yes I water and nourish you, and your part is to abide in Me and grow.   As My cooks, I will give you food for nations and I know exactly how much to provide and when.  It is not yours to worry over times of famine or times of plenty.  Let the seeds of your faith rise up and no longer feel the squeeze or pressure of need.  Allow My very large butter knife to anoint My table with My loving banquet.


Song 2:4  NKJV

He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.



Words from the The Quickened Word are excerpts from the journals of Sandy Warner.  To better understand how God speaks, read Sandy’s book, “101+ Ways God Speaks, And How to Hear Him.”  Website:    Email:  







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