A Giant Keyboard by Tammy Lang Jensen

I was taken to a vision of a woman dancing on a giant keyboard. Then suddenly, she went from having a beautiful flowing dress to combat boots and fatigues.

As she worshiped, there was a shift in the atmosphere, from worshiper to warrior. Her worship had turned into warfare, and I saw a key released into her hand.

There is an unlocking of revelatory information in praise, and total surrender to the Holy Spirit. Holy spirit, you are welcome in this place. All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the Lord, and all the families of the nations will worship before you (Psalm 22:27). I listen carefully to many proverbs and solve riddles with inspiration from a harp (Psalm 49:4). Praise the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary; praise him in his mighty heavens.

Praise him for his acts of power; praise him for his surpassing greatness. Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet, praise him with the harp and the lyre, praise him with timbrel and dancing, praise him with the strings and pipe, praise him with the clash of cymbals, praise him with resounding cymbals. Are your prayers not an incense and resounding cymbal before Him. Are soldiers not called to battle by the trumpet blast.

And if the bugler doesn’t sound a clear call, how will the soldiers know they are being called to battle? (1 Corinthians 14:8). Your praise matters, your prayers matter; Coming before the Lord with an empty heart matters. Can the Father fill a vessel that is already full? Therefore, if anyone cleanses himself from what is dishonorable, he will be a vessel for honorable use, set apart as holy, useful for the master of the house, ready for every good work (2 Timothy 2:21).

And the vessel he was making of clay was spoiled in the Potter’s hand, and he reworked it into another vessel, as it seem good to the potter to do (Jeremiah 18:4). I have been forgotten like one who is dead; I have become like a broken vessel (Psalm 31:12). A broken vessel has the ability to let the light shine through. Arise, shine, your light has come and the glory of the Lord rises upon you. Let your praise sound a distinct call, let your trumpet blast call forth an army. The thoroughbreds have arrived, and they race across the land. All ready to stand firm and fast, as the frontline call has gone out....

Tammy Lang Jensen

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