This past weekend, I was walking down the National Mall in Washington, D.C., during the Million Women event, when I heard the sound of hooves—galloping, fast, and almost deafening. It was so loud in my spirit that it stopped me in my tracks. As I stood there, I heard the phrase: “Heaven’s gates opened, and the horses were released.”
Just a few days earlier, in a meeting with Lou Engle, he shared about how the Lord had woven all the threads of his life together for this event. Lou said, “This one is different—it’s a mass commissioning service for God’s daughters.” As he spoke, I saw seeds flying out from D.C., scattering across the earth and becoming wildfires. I knew this moment was significant—one of release, calling, and awakening.
This wasn’t my first prophetic encounter in D.C. Years ago, on a trip to Washington, the Lord gave me a dream saying, “Go to the eastern gate of D.C. and pray.” From that moment on, I’ve always seen Washington, D.C., not just as a place of governmental authority, but as a spiritual gateway—a place of intercession, heavenly legislation, and divine release. Psalm 24 says,
“Lift up your heads, you gates; be lifted up, you ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in.”
But what if these ancient gates are not just places for the King to enter? What if they are also the gates releasing the horses of heaven—wild, unrestrained, and sent on divine assignment?
And now, I say to you—God’s daughters, and the Mordecais standing with them—RUN. Christy and I were sent to D.C. years ago as God’s Lighthorsemen from Australia, joining the fight at America’s doorstep. But now, the time has come for you to rise as the wild horses commissioned for this moment in history. We must rise as God’s wild ones, unrelenting and unstoppable.
God’s horses are wild, uncontainable, and bold, and that is exactly what you were made to be. The gates of heaven have swung open, and you have been commissioned to run. Don’t hold back. Run with abandon, knowing that the fire of the Spirit burns within you. Run, carrying seeds of awakening that will spread across nations.
The time is now. The gates are open. The King of Glory is riding with you. It’s time to chase out Goliath’s brothers, to break the strongholds, and to take back what the enemy has tried to steal. You were born for this moment in history—wild, free, and unstoppable.
So I say to you once more: Run, wild horses. Run. The race ahead is not for the faint of heart, but the King is with you, and the victory is already assured. This is your commissioning. This is your moment.
Now is the time—run.