The final earth’s harvest approaches, Father God. Open our eyes to see and our ears to hear. Strengthen your call to the unbeliever. Draw the churched who aren’t truly saved. Pull on the hearts of the unchurched, for the time of the heavenly sickle gathering the clusters of the vine of the earth comes. Nothing can thwart the coming tide. Man has his plans, but your purposes will stand. Who is like you, long-suffering and willing that all should come to the saving knowledge of you. Open our hearts to know you, because you are love. I come boldly, but humbly, before you in the name and authority of Jesus, according to your good and perfect will. Amen.

“And another angel came out of the temple, calling with a loud voice to him who sat on the cloud, ‘Put in your sickle, and reap, for the hour to reap has come, for the harvest of the earth is fully ripe.’” (Revelation 14:18 ESV)