Prophecy through Sis. Julie Betz
I will reach My hands down to the pits of Hell for My children.
My children are so fragmented and so distraught they do not even know Hell has a hold on them.
They need to call out and grab a hold of themselves. If they would just grab a hold onto the branch they will not drown in total Hell.
There are many holding cells in Hell that part’s of My children dwell in. I weep over their souls, the enemy laughs at My children prodding and torturing My babes. They (the enemy) tries to take all hope from them. But I say hold onto all hope for your redemption draws nigh for My lost and forgotten ones.
We will break all loose from Hell the victory is of My Kingdom.