Part 2: Sermon of September 23, 2007 (Evening): God Rewards in Heaven—but Also on Earth

It’s terrible; that mentality has to die in the name of the Lord. I said, you know what? I proved to you that you do have an hour for God, but since you don’t get paid for it, you don’t come. In this country, brothers and sisters, everyone wants to get paid for absolutely everything; if they could sell us the air, they would. I think they must be figuring out how to bottle air so they can sell it, because they don’t want to stop selling anything!! In other words, people prostitute themselves so much, dear ones, that they work at jobs they don’t like solely for the salary they earn, and they were not made for that job, but it was the only thing they found: here I go, because otherwise I’ll starve to death. I refuse to accept that. Tell God, “I’m going to work in the place You have prepared for me, using the ability You gave me to do it.” And when you have the job for which God uses you and for which He made you, you go happily to work on Monday, not with a very long face saying, “Off to work again, here I go.” No!! Look, when you do what you enjoy, you’ll even do it for free.

I was born to be a preacher of the gospel. Look, when I began preaching, I even paid people to give me the pulpit. I would tell pastors, “Don’t give me anything; just let me preach.” What’s more, I would tell them, “Try me out; if you don’t like me, throw me out tomorrow.”

I would walk a kilometer to preach the gospel. Why? Because you’re doing what you love.

Some people say, “How have you endured 29 years of ministry, lugging your suitcase here and there?” Sometimes I sleep in a five-star hotel; sometimes it’s starless. Sometimes I’m in a hotel where I even have a Jacuzzi in my room; sometimes they put me up in the presidential suite, and sometimes they take me to one where the cockroaches crawl all over me. But you are happy wherever you are because you are fulfilling the calling God gave you.

Truly, look, the other day they gave me 12,000 dollars for three days, and even so I did not return to that church; yet I went to another one that gave me 40, because you live doing and longing to do what God wants, pouring out the anointing that is upon you over the women and men who are in your meeting.

When God gives you the anointing, He will place within you a passion for lives, a passion for people; otherwise, the anointing is useless. The anointing is meant to be poured out, to be spread abroad; the anointing is meant to conquer nations; the anointing is meant to weep for peoples; the anointing is meant to say, “I am tired, O God, of nations in corruption and bondage. I am tired of seeing Latin America plundered, robbed, and prostituted. I am tired, O God, of seeing our land and our emigrants going to other nations in search of different destinies, only to be mistreated and enslaved. I am tired, O God, of seeing the nations in ruins.” And we are seeing changes in our countries; we are seeing Latin America being healed.

My uncle said to me the other day, “I don’t understand what is happening in Latin America now. The missionaries went to Chile, and before, whenever a missionary arrived, the Latin American would turn himself into a carpet for him to walk over.” It’s true! Don’t look at me like that, because it’s true. And do you know what people used to do when a missionary arrived? They would come running because the gringo was coming: “We have to ask him for a little microphone and ask him for a little money for the roof of our little church, and have him buy us the little bricks to build our little shack. Here comes the missionary.” The man had not even finished landing at the airport when there was already a crowd of starving little pastors, with their ties slightly crooked and their shoes partly torn, asking the gringo who brought the dollars to give us the church building. But thank God, I have been preaching to Latin America for years, and I told them, “You cannot be beggars; you are princes and children of the King. Their God is your God, and refuse to go around as moochers and panhandlers. You are children of God.” And I taught them to give. I said, “Learn to give, and say goodbye to poverty, and you will have wealth. Do not say that you have nothing; there will always be something you can give to God.”

A woman in California had no money, so she tore a button off her blouse and sowed it to God; now she owns the largest button factory. Truly!! God does not keep anything; He is indebted to no one, I told the people of Latin America.

The anointing is meant to conquer wealth, abundance, and victory on earth. It is not meant for dying; it is meant for living in victory. And my uncle told me—and I praised God because he told me this year—“I don’t understand the people of Latin America now. We went with the Americans, and they were carrying money to build the church, and do you know what the church said? ‘Thank you very much; take your money somewhere else. We already have the money to build the church. Thank you, beloved brothers and sisters, for your kindness, but we have already prospered, and we are giving so that God may enrich us.’”

Some people get angry about that, don’t they? I rejoice, I rejoice. Do you know why? Because all the missionaries laid one brick in our church, and God gave them 100, because whoever gives receives. And the one who received remained a beggar. Do you know what someone told me one day? God gave me 60,000 dollars in one month, and that person told me, “Don’t say that God gave it to you, because believers don’t like that.” I said, “Yes, because it’s in my pocket and not theirs, and if envy were ringworm, we would all be covered in it.”

I told the American sister who was in Colombia, “I am going to tell you something: I praise God for the missionaries who preached the gospel to us and brought us the Word, but what I will never agree with is that they did not teach us to give offerings or tithe. They taught us to hold out our hands and receive the offerings they brought for our poor people. But this woman standing here, with her Salvadoran-pupusa face and her Indigenous face, will tell Latin Americans that we will be business owners, that we will conquer wealth, that we will be employers, that we will govern, that our slave mentality will be taken away, and that God will remove the rags of our disgrace and raise us up to be children of princes and kings. God is going to bring a marvelous transformation into your life, because when the King establishes His reign in you, it is not for death but for life. When the anointing comes upon you, it is so that you may have quality of life, not merely so that you may cry at the altar and tremble under the anointing, but so that you may change the destiny of your nation and the destiny of your people. God will bring a tremendous breakthrough.”

I told her, “Do you know what? We are teaching people like that woman who came to my crusade bound by poverty, wearing rubber shoes and living in a house made entirely of cardboard, where the only thing she had was plastic to protect herself from the rain. When it rained, it rained more inside than outside, and her children were swept along by the mud. She had to wake up when the rain began to fall, grab her children by the feet, and lift them into the shack because the torrent was carrying them away. She lived like an animal—and worse than an animal. But one day, on the little radio she owned, she heard the voice of Dina Santamaría, and they were saying, ‘Dina is going to be preaching in Trujillo…’ It was a twelve-hour journey. Under the weight of poverty and ruin, the woman heard the word on the radio, fell asleep, and had a dream. In the dream, she saw me take her hand and say this to her: ‘Woman, your poverty ends today.’ And in the dream she saw me giving her gold, gold bars. She awoke and said, ‘Today I will go to where Dina Santamaría is. I don’t know how, but I will borrow the money. I will go to that place to hear the Word, and I know that I will be free.’ She dreamed of me exactly as I was. She did not know me; she saw my face exactly as it is. God revealed me to her.

She arrived after a twelve-hour journey. She borrowed money for the bus there and back; she had nothing for food. She left with nothing but her round-trip fare, slept on a church pew, and people gave her food. And I was preaching for only a day and a half because I had to leave for another event. I was rushing, and there were so many thousands of people that you could suffocate inside. People were falling—not because of the anointing, but because of the heat and the sheer number of people crowded around the windows and everywhere else. As I preached in the midst of the crowd of thousands, I spotted the woman in rags. She was wearing patched clothing, and her shoes were rubber sandals. I looked at her and said, “Bring that woman to the altar.” She ran forward; I placed my hand upon her, took her hands, and said, “Thus says the Lord: today the ruin in your life comes to an end, and the anointing of prosperity is coming upon you. You will be free from poverty. Receive it today…”

The woman fainted and fell to the floor; she got up and was never the same again.

I was at the Sheraton in Lima preaching to businesspeople and to people whom God had enriched. While I was preaching, this woman—there were 70 people forming a corridor for me to pass through because 10,000 people were listening to me, and they would escort me out with 70 people so no one would obstruct me, because people throw themselves on top of you, hit you in the face, and even stick their fingers in my mouth as I pass by, “Little sister!” They stationed 70 ushers so I could pass between them, but this woman played it smart. She found out which car would take me to the hotel, got into the car, and crouched down inside. When I opened the door, I saw her crouching there, and she said to me, “Shhhh, be quiet, or they’ll get me out of here.” “But, oh woman, what are you doing here?” “Do you remember me?” I said, “No.” “I am that woman who wore rubber sandals…” Now she was wearing executive clothes and leather shoes. She said to me, “You know, Sister Dina, one year has passed. I now have 10 employees, and I am the boss. Do you know something? I have already bought myself a house with four bedrooms and three private bathrooms; each of my children has a bathroom and bedroom of their own. You know, Sister Dina, I am buying myself a 4x4 truck. One year has passed, and I came out of ruin. I used to sell two little chickens; now I sell 300 or 400 turkeys, and God has brought so much prosperity that now you see me here in victory.” One year was enough for her poverty to end.

That is what the anointing is for: to tell the poor that there is freedom, to tell the poor that God pays debts, to tell the poor that God enlarges their territory, to tell the poor that there is hope, that He raises the poor from the boulevard and carries them forth as princes among the princes of His people.

The disciples were disappointed. Jesus was dead. Do you know what that meant to them? That Christ who had walked with them for three years, who had set captives free and raised the dead, was dead. Not one disciple believed that He would rise; not even the women believed that He would rise. No one believed in the resurrection. Anyone who says this afternoon that someone believed is a liar. No one believed that He would rise. The women did not go looking for someone who had risen; they went looking for a dead man so they could anoint Him and wash His wounds, but they did not believe that He would rise. Peter did not believe, John did not believe, Thomas did not believe; no one believed. But the women found that the tomb was empty, and instead of praising God for the resurrection, they wept bitterly and said, “Where have they put my Lord? Who stole Jesus? Who stole my Master’s body?”

And they ran from tomb to tomb, weeping as only women know how to weep… and we do it well… and they wept from tomb to tomb to tomb, shouting, “Who stole the Master?” And when they saw Christ, they did not recognize Him, and they said to Him, “Cemetery caretaker, you stole Jesus!” And Jesus looked at them and said, “Oh women, do not seek the Living One among the dead, because I have risen.”

He rose on the third day, and before an unbelieving world He said to Martha and Mary, “Go and tell the people that I am alive. First tell Peter, because Peter denied Me three times, and I am going to meet with him to ask him three times whether he loves Me. Tell Peter that I am alive. Tell Peter that the tomb is empty.” Do you know what that means? “Tell denying Peter, cowardly Peter, that there is no longer any reason to be a coward; his Christ has risen. Tell him that I am not angry. Tell him that I live. Tell him that there was a reason for Me to die and rise again. (Thank you, leave me like this; I’m not drinking anything. At the end—don’t worry. Yes, because if I drink, I’ve already lost 80 words…) Tell him that I have risen from the dead and that I am alive.”

And the Bible says that the women ran. That is why, when people tell me that women did not preach in the New Testament, they are liars, because the greatest message of the gospel is the resurrection, and who preached it? The women. They were the first to shout, “He lives! He lives! He lives! He lives!” There is no greater message in history than the words, “The tomb is empty.” The women ran to preach the Word.

When Jesus arrives and meets with them, they shout, “Now He truly is alive! Will He give us the kingdom? Will He free us from the Roman Empire? Will He rise up to restore our political power? Will He give us economic power? Will He restore the power we lost?”

Remember that Israel was enslaved by the Roman Empire, and they said, “Now we will indeed be free from the Empire. Will they stop robbing us? Will they stop plundering us? Will we stop paying taxes to Rome?” And they are happy, but Jesus says to them, “What does that matter to you? Go up to the upper room, where the anointing will be, and there, when the anointing falls upon you, you will rise up to conquer this mighty empire, the cruelest of the age.”

When the anointing comes into your life… And I am going to teach you something this morning. You have been told that believers cannot get involved in politics because politics belongs to the devil—and that is true. Politics belongs to the devil because the children of God shut themselves within four walls to sing hallelujah, and their minds are trapped in caves with a catacomb mentality. And do you know something, ladies and gentlemen? I do not know when, or how, or who, or in what era, or at what point in history the church left the halls of government and the sorcerers moved in. A vacuum will always be filled by something; a vacuum will never remain empty. The space abandoned by the prophet is taken by the sorcerer. The space abandoned by the child of God is taken by the ungodly.

And the church, sitting on the pew for years, is watching the life of a people go by—a people walking at the tail while the devil is at the head. I learned something about the devil… I always said the devil was stupid and foolish, and I was wrong; he is intelligent.

The church went to the poor, the devil went to the rich; the church went to the bottom, the devil went to the heads of governments and into the palaces. And do you know what has happened, my brother? The church lost its destiny. And do you know why it lost it? Because we are so preoccupied with the debt, the husband, the children—my children, my husband, the debt, my children, my husband, the debt. We have no other problem; that one is enough.

I am studying politics as I never studied it before, and I am openmouthed. One day I knelt down and asked God for forgiveness—forgiveness, forgiveness—like my friend in Lima when she saw the place where the people—the people who were on that truth commission—studied the deaths in Peru from ’62, the year 1962: how young people were destroyed, their eyes gouged out while they were alive, their bodies mutilated while they were alive, burned while they were alive. And in Lima they made a museum of the deaths from ’62 to ’85—thousands upon thousands missing and dead. My friend entered that place—an anointed pastor with a church of thousands in Lima—and she went in and told me, “Dina, when I entered and saw the barbarity that my nation endured in those years, I was already a preacher, and I knelt down and wept and said to him: ‘Lord, where was I while my people were bleeding to death? Where was the church when the nation was in mourning? Where was the church when the young people were being destroyed? Where was the church when the children were being mutilated? Where is the church?’”

My brother, today one wonders: Where is the church while this country racks its brains between truth and lies? Where is the church while God is being removed from the schools and witchcraft is being brought in? Where is the church while it is said that a government does not believe in homosexuality, yet under this government more homosexuals got married than under other governments?

In a nation, my brother, that is drawing near to its own self-destruction, the church is sleeping the sleep of the righteous and continually thinking of nothing more than what… how to pay JCPenney, how to pay the car insurance, and how to pay the debts. God has to shake our lives this morning, and we declare in the name of Jesus that God is going to awaken a people as one awakens from sleep, so they may enter into the glorious anointing of Jesus Christ.

Your children are in imminent danger, dear one. You know, the sister over there in Pauper told me while I was preaching, “Sister Dina, at my school they have just ruled that witchcraft is to be taught as a… I have to take the subject of witchcraft and witchcraft covenants as an ordinary school subject.” “If you don’t do it?” I asked. She told me, “I fail the year. I absolutely have to go in and study that subject.” And I say: Where is the church, and where are you while the devil does whatever he darn well pleases?

Did you know that some schools make children levitate in this country, and in other schools they blank the children’s minds and send them home like zombies, while a people believes that everything is fine?

Brothers and sisters, the anointing is not for sitting down on a Sunday morning and putting on a fit of trembling. The anointing, dear one, is not for saying, “I speak in tongues,” and “ratacasaca.” God wants to bring an anointing that rots the yoke, an anointing that makes hell tremble, an anointing that changes the destiny of a country, an anointing that proclaims that Jesus is the Lord of the nations.

Hallelujah! You do not know it, but the anointing in our lives can change the destiny of a country. One day I stood up when the hurricane was heading toward Cuba and Venezuela, and I remember that I stood before Satan and said to him, “I have authority in the name of Jesus to change the course of that hurricane and to declare at this hour that you are turning into a tropical storm, because there is power in my tongue and authority conferred by the Father.”

When I turned on the television, do you know what they said? “The hurricane, which had been of terrible intensity, has turned into tropical rain and will cause no devastation.” That is the authority we have to bind, to loose, to proclaim, to declare. Do not fear, little flock; God was pleased to give you the kingdom, and you have to live it in the name of the Lord. This afternoon I declare that the veil falls from you in the name of Christ and that you are opened to the revelation of the Word. God did not bring you here so that you would remain asleep on this pew and lull yourself to sleep in the most terrible indifference. God brought you here to equip you, to turn you into a weapon of war in Christ’s hands and into the worst nightmare the devil has ever had on earth.

Hallelujah! I am tired, my brother, of a church with a nice face. I want a fierce church, with the face of a lion, that roars like lions. We are tired of hiding. Stop being on the defensive; go on the offensive. Do not wait for the devil to come here; bind him in his territory. The devil advances as far as you allow him to advance; the devil takes what you allow him to take.

God told Joshua, “I will not give you Canaan, nor the milk nor the honey, until you conquer it.” Do you want one kilometer? Stake out that kilometer for yourself. Two kilometers? Fight for both kilometers. I will not simply hand the land over to you for free. The only thing that is free is the salvation of the soul; everything else must be fought for.

You cannot be so indifferent, so apathetic, and so complacent. What is killing the church is not the devil; it is complacency.

Look at that complacency: if God fills me, fine; if he does not fill me, that is fine too. There are conferences and no one comes near, and even less so if there is a fee, because they do not want to pay. Say to God this morning, “Revolutionize my life. God, my soul groans; as the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul cries out for you, O God. Today I thirst for the living God.”

Do you know what the Lord told the disciples and the people who heard him? “It does not matter to you at what hour the empire will fall. Go up to the upper room; you will make it fall. Be filled with the anointing and with power, and when the anointing comes upon you, the demons will flee. When the anointing comes upon you, your children will be saved. When the anointing comes upon your lives, your land will be healed. When the anointing comes upon you, you will… you will not seek a miracle; you will be workers of miracles. You will not seek for us to pray so you may be blessed; you will be a blessing to the families of the earth.” There is nothing more beautiful than ceasing to ask for a blessing, because the one who blesses has already been blessed. There is nothing more beautiful, my brother, than ceasing to pray for miracles; we are workers of miracles.

God wants to turn you into a flame of fire today. God wants to make you mighty in battle today. God wants to turn you today into a man and woman of war, anointing, and power. The anointing is not only for you; it is meant to change the course of your neighborhood.

I took hold of my neighborhood, the dangerous one. There were attacks there, people died there, people were robbed there. And I took hold of my neighborhood to the north, to the south, to the east, and to the west, and I told him, “Devil, we cannot live together, and since I am not leaving, you are going to get out.” Now it is the most peaceful neighborhood in Caracas.

God will bring healing to your life when you truly begin to understand that the anointing, my brother, is for change, for being transformed, and for changing what is around you. Tell him, “I want the anointing of the latter and early rain.”

Lord, will what is new be better than what has gone away? Will what is on its way be better than what has departed? Will my future be bright and powerful? Will my land be healed? Prophesy, son of man: the dry bones will live. “What do you have in your hand?” he asked the woman. “A little oil”—enough to see a miracle. “What is in your house?” “A decaying corpse that I took to the cemetery; his name is Lazarus”—enough to raise him up. God has the ability to make the impossible possible when someone believes him.

Do you know what someone said? “No one but God can change this country.” If God is the one who changes it, why has he not changed it? That is what they told me about Venezuela: “God is the one who will change this country.” If God is the one who changes it, why has he not changed it? Do you know when God changes a country? When he finds people with whom to change it. Do you know when God delivered Israel? When he found a Moses. Do you know when God raised the fallen walls? When he found a Jeremiah. Do you know when God multiplied the seed? When he found a Joseph. Do you know when God saved Israel? When he found an Esther.

God is looking for someone, and you are part of his kingdom. Do not belittle yourself; do not say, “Who am I for God to use me?” The power of the resurrection is in you. The power of victory is in you. The power of the empty tomb is in you. You are the extension of Christ on earth. You are the Messiah’s hands, his eyes, and his heart. Your hands will touch as his do, and your eyes will see as his do. Do not say, “I am no good.” Do not say, “I have no calling.”

When I was not an international preacher, I learned to serve God in the simplicity of life. I learned to weep with the guerrilla fighter and with the soldier. I learned to groan through the streets of my land. I learned to go to the prisons and comfort the prisoners. I was not an international preacher, but I went to the hospital to comfort the elderly woman who had no family. I was not an international preacher, but I got on the bus and prayed for the sick man, and he was healed. Wherever you are, God will have people for you to bless, touch, change, and multiply.

Tell him, “God, I acknowledge this morning—this afternoon—that I walk around thinking only of myself, that I lost sight of your glory and your presence.” I know that you are tired and troubled. I know that you have come to this place with questions and pain. I know that you are here wanting to see change. You feel guilty for not believing more, and you want to believe more but cannot, and doubt assails you, and you have a battle between faith and doubt. This afternoon God is wrestling with your unbelief; he is wrestling with your heart this afternoon. But he is greater than your doubt; he is going to overcome you today. In the mighty name of Christ, unbelief will be cast down, and you will enter the dimension of faith to take what heaven has, bring it into your house, bring it to earth, and bring it into your home. Take from heaven what belongs to you and establish it in the home; establish it in your walk; establish it in your life. You will not die, but live, and you will tell what God has done in you.

You are already in this place, and if you have come here, something great is going to happen. What God has begun, he will finish. What God has started will not remain unfinished; he will complete it in you. Hallelujah!!

God can change you in this place this morning. I will finish with this word; listen to me carefully. God changed Peter’s name. His name was Simon, which means reed—good for nothing but being burned—but his name was changed to rock, to stone and rock. God is looking at you this morning. People saw Peter denying Christ. Jesus looked at Peter warming himself by the fire. Jesus looked at him, and with his gaze he said, “Now you are a coward; the anointing will come upon you, and you will be brave.”

“Today you deny me, but one day you will die for the faith you proclaim. Peter, I do not see you warming yourself by the fire; I see you shepherding my sheep. Peter, I do not see you denying me; I see you proclaiming my truths.”

This morning, perhaps you feel like a reed or are denying the power of God with your life, but God tells you this morning, “When the anointing comes upon you, your name will be changed to rock; your life will be transformed when the anointing…”

One day, on the third pew in the church, I wept bitterly and cried out at the altar and said to him, “Lord, fill me or I will die.” I looked to the right and to the left, in front and behind me, and I saw a bunch of gossipy old women from my church, more legalistic than legalism and more Pharisaical than the Pharisees; they outdid the Pharisees.

That was the church I attended. Everything was a sin—the hair, makeup, pants; everything was a sin. I saw some of them yawning, some were snoring, and other old people were sleeping, and I refused to live that life. There, on the third pew, I said, “I am not going to grow old like all these gossipy old women in the church. I am going to be different. Take me out of the crowd or I will die.” And on the third pew I began to weep, and I said this: “Fill me or I will die. Fill me or I will die. Fill me or I do not want to live. Give me the anointing or I do not want life. I do not want to be a dry stick in this church. Fill me or I will die.”

Look, I began to weep so much that the preacher—he was Guatemalan—sent for me and said, “Bring me that demon-possessed woman.” And the bigheaded deacons, wasting no time, one grabbed me on the right and another on the left, and my little legs were going like this because they were taller than I was. They dragged me along as they held me, and there I went, and they threw me onto the pulpit—boom! The preacher grabbed my head and shook it violently to the right and to the left. “Out! Out! Out!” And there I was, brother, my head going in every direction. “Come out, devil!” And on my knees I said, “Oh, great prophet, you have just missed the mark, and missed it badly. Oh, great prophet, I am not demon-possessed. I want the anointing or I will die. I am not demon-possessed. I want to get out of the crowd or I will die.”

And the anointing came upon me; I went away drunk. Sister, at three in the morning I was still hugging the utility poles in my neighborhood, every pole I came across.... And I would begin to speak in tongues... hallelujahhhh, hallelujahhhh, then on to another pole again... and I walked and... until I reached home, and my mother said, “Daughter, it’s three in the morning—get inside....” And the next day I went to high school; it was my last day of high school, and I went to school with my notebooks.... I used to walk about two kilometers along a railroad track, and there I went along the track like this..... …… speaking in tongues on the way. I reached school and sat down…….. only in my mind…. And I did not hear what the teacher was saying. At recess….. in the bathroom; I left school and on the way…… I reached home four hours later and threw down my notebooks…. shouting under the anointing. The fire of the anointing would not leave me; I have remained drunk to this day.

Fill me or I will die; give me the anointing or I do not want life. Whoever does not live to serve is not fit to live. Say: I refuse to be a sack of potatoes in this world; I have a destiny in God and a purpose for living.

Listen to this: you are not your parents’ child; you are God’s child. I am a daughter of God. Mr. and Mrs. Santamaría merely planted the seed so that I could be born. There was a time when I hated my father because he abandoned me, and I hated him and wanted to kill myself because of him. I hated him so much, and I would say, “Why the devil did you bring me into the world only to abandon me, Mr. Santamaría?” I insulted him, and he insulted me. He would say to me, “I will see you as a prostitute, crawling on the ground. You will lick my feet; you will do with me…” In other words, he would speak to me and curse me: “I will see you like that, with a whole string of children…” And he cursed me. But do you know something? I hated him bitterly, but the Lord came and changed me. One day I heard a preacher who said this: “You are not the product of your parents’ bed. No, sir! You are the one responsible for your parents going to bed together that night.”

And I liked it. I said, “I like that idea. I am not the product of my father’s bed; I am the one responsible for their making love that morning.”

Because God needed me and wanted me to arrive on this planet. And I said, “This fellow is right. My father had a mistress and slept with his mistress more often than with his wife.” When a man has a mistress, his wife looks ugly to him, no matter what she does. Even if her measurements are 90-60-90, to him they are 800. And when he has a mistress, he sees her as 90-60-90 even if she is an old woman measuring 450. Because lust and adultery are a spirit; they have nothing to do with beauty. It is a spirit.

My father enjoyed himself more with his mistress than with my mother, and I assure you that they went to bed angry that night, and God said, “I do not care that you are angry. Make love, because the factory is going to close in three months and I am going to be left without Dina Santamaría.” And the factory closed and never opened again. By the time my mother got back together with him, at age 17, she was no longer able to have children. So God said, “By the time they get back together, the factory will be closed. Make Dina Santamaría for me before the factory closes, because I need her for the nations.” They went to bed and made love while angry; they made me, and Mom became pregnant.

One day my father said to me—I had asked him, “Why did you bring me into the world? Why?” He said, “I did not bring you; you came.” But I understood when that preacher preached that way, and I went to my father, embraced him, and said, “Mr. Santamaría, you did everything crookedly. You harmed your mistress and your wife. You had three children with your mistress and three with your wife. The wife’s children never had a father, and the mistress’s children never knew what it meant to have a father. We are six wounded children, and we are all deeply wounded. Father, all you have done in this life is wound and wound; you have mutilated everyone who comes near you.

But I want to tell you, Dad, that on the day I was born, you scored 100. I am your masterpiece. If you came for nothing more than to give me life, you can die content. What you never did, God used me to do: to heal lives from Japan to Argentina, from Australia to Canada.

Father, God has used me to comfort, to restore, and to raise people up. You can die in peace; your seed bore fruit for God. And if your life existed for nothing more than to give me mine, die content. God bless you; have victory, and know that your life had a reason for being.”

Hallelujah! Forgive your parents; let go of hatred; release the root of bitterness. You were born for Christ. They were merely used to place you on this planet. This planet needs you. You are not here in this world because the pill failed. Perhaps you were despised, raped, abandoned, molested, destroyed. The devil hated you and tried to kill you before your time. I died in my mother’s womb, and Jesus raised me back to life. Here we stand in victory: healed, free, blessed, prosperous, enriched.

Tell Him, “God, this afternoon my soul longs for You; my spirit desires You.” Tell Him, “Lord, I have come to this place. I do not want religion, even though I bear the name evangelical. I desire You; I long for You.”

Stand up. Sweet Jesus, when will You establish Your kingdom? When will You set our people free? When the anointing has come upon you. When will You end the captivity? When the anointing has come upon you. When will Your people be healed? When the anointing comes upon you and you cause others to know the Messiah, when you cause other people to know the Son of God. Tell Him, “Lord, begin with me this morning; begin in my life. God, I ask You for the nations, but today I ask You for myself. Fill me with Yourself, because I cannot give what I do not have; I cannot raise others up if I am fallen; I cannot heal if I am sick; I cannot bless if I lack blessing. Freely we receive, so that we may freely give. Begin in me this day, O God; heal me, Lord.” Tell Him, “Heal my wounds; heal my wounded soul. Because of the anointing, let the yoke rot away; because of the anointing, the burden will be removed from my being.”

Right there where you are, cry out to God with all your strength. He is here to hear you. His glory has descended upon this place; His sweet presence can be breathed in at this place today. Tell Him, “Lord, my soul longs for You. I cannot return empty; I refuse to go home unchanged. Fill me with Yourself today, Lord. Pour out the anointing of the upper room; pour out the anointing of the altar; pour Your victory over me, oh…….”

There is power in the name of Jesus; there is victory in the name of Jesus; there is freedom in the name of Jesus. Oh God, fill Your people; pour out Your presence in this place. Let no one leave empty, God. Take away the dryness of the church and the indifference of Your people; let the anointing rot away the yoke.

Oh Spirit of God, pour out your soul, brother, like water upon the altar; pour out your life upon God’s altar. Tell Him, “Lord, I am ready to be filled. I do not want to live dry or empty. Today my soul desires the waters of life. I want the rain of Your anointing and the fire of Your Spirit. Today I become the worst nightmare the devil has ever had on earth. Today I become a weapon of war in the hands of Christ. Today I become a mighty weapon in the name of Jesus.”

When my voice is raised, the demons will rise; when I raise my hands, hell will tremble in the mighty name of Christ. Raise your voice right there where you are. Ask for what you long for. If you did not want a miracle, make one up; the God of miracles is here, longing to perform a miracle.

If you came expecting nothing, desire something today, because the God of desires is here.

Cry out to Him and He will answer you; ask and you will receive; knock and He will open to you; seek and you will find. If you are a Christian, close your eyes right there where you are and say with me, “In the name of Jesus”—repeat, “In the name of Jesus, today I renounce every legal right the devil believes he has over me because of my parents, their idolatry or darkness, or because witchcraft and sorcery were present in my past generations, causing the devil to believe he has a right over me. Today I renounce and revoke that right in the name of Jesus, and I declare: I am a new generation; I am a new creation; I am free from the past; I am free from pain. Every root of bitterness, come out of me in the name of Jesus.

Today I forgive my parents, my enemies, and those who have wounded me. I let them go from me; I release them. I am not their slave or yesterday’s slave. Satan, you stole my past; you will not steal my today or my tomorrow. You stole my parents; you will not steal me. I come for the inheritance allotted to me. In the name of Jesus, I bind your spirit of vengeance that would try to rise against me because of this word. You will not touch my health or my life or the health of my family. You will not touch my finances or what God has given me. I bind every spirit of accident, death, and theft. In the name of Jesus, you will not touch our lives. I place a hedge of protection around my car, my house, my wealth, and what God has given me.

You will not come against me. I paralyze every plan of the enemy in the name of Jesus, and today I make a covenant for a thousand generations: Jesus will be the Lord of all my generations. Never in my generation will there be anyone raped or any rapist, any murderer or murder victim, any suicidal person or needy person, any poor person or divorced person. Never again in my generation will there be abandoned women or forsaken children; never again will our children be orphaned. In our generation there will be blessed marriages, beloved women, beloved men, and blessed children.

Today I declare that my generation will possess the gates of our enemies. In the name of Jesus, I will go farther than I have planned; I will reach farther than I have imagined; I will possess everything Christ purchased for me at Calvary. In the name of Jesus, I establish His kingdom in my life, in my home, and among my people. Amen and amen.”

Hallelujah…. Wonderful grace and perfect gift, thank you for your attention to this message. I am the first to wish that God would use me for 40 minutes, but when I come up here, God gives me a torrent of words, and sometimes I have not even finished one idea when I begin another. I go crazy; what God wants me to say rains down upon my mind. I bless you; I bless your coming in and your going out. I declare that your generation will not remain on the ground; it will be raised up. I prophesy over you a time of jubilation and praise. Today I transfer to you the anointing for finances. I declare that those who long to have a business will have one, and those whose businesses are bankrupt will be set free. Today I declare that the wealth the devil is withholding will be released in the name of Jesus Christ.

Do you know that what the devil does not want to release is wealth, politics, or the economy? Those are the two places where he has been entrenched for centuries, where he rules and holds sway. No one listens to the poor; the rich man can easily buy the judge and the prison if they put him behind bars. God is going to transfer finances to those who are faithful. Do not wait for the rich man to die so he can give you the money; come down from the clouds.

God has given you power to create wealth. I do not ask for the rich man to die, no; I will create wealth in the name of Jesus without the rich man dying.

God will give me the ability to create finances for my own resources. I send upon you the wisdom to buy and sell, to expand your territory, to see business opportunities where no one else looks, to sow where no one else sows, and to reap even where you have not sown.

Do you know what that means—to reap where I did not sow? Do you know what that is? When I gave that brother a car—I have given away six cars—I gave him the car, and he did not even return my greeting. But through someone else, God gave me two brand-new cars with zero kilometers, zero miles. Before coming here, I bought myself a car. I only drove it for three hours, but tomorrow I am going back to drive it again. I gave one car as an offering, and God gave me two—not through the person I gave it to, but through someone else. I reaped where I did not sow.

Give generously. Do not expect to receive from the person to whom you give, but from Christ. Where you least imagine it, He will repay you for what you gave to the poor. I bless you; I bless you with the revelation of the Word, with the knowledge in the name of Jesus that will set you free and give you victory.

Thank you, Pastor, for allowing me to minister to these people. It is a privilege to bless you; by blessing you, I leave even more blessed. Thank you.

I want you to know that I have brought nine CD topics, including my testimony, heaven, and hell. Acquire them and reap blessings: “Generation of Conquest.” Each one contains a special message for your lives. Thank you very much, and until next time, God willing. God bless you. Thank you, Sister; God bless you.

Glory to the Lord. Brothers and sisters, we have a great deal of material here on which to meditate. Let us ask the Lord to cause that seed, which has been sent into our spirits and our hearts, to take deep root in us, and let us receive the word that has been given to us this afternoon. So there is a great deal of biblical teaching there that we can absorb and integrate into our lives.

Let us pray and simply ask the Lord to dismiss us now with His grace. We will also make our request with a chorus, and then we will go to our homes to live that life of integrity, that life of surrender to the Lord, and to be consistent by also putting into practice what we confess.

Please wait just a moment. Be quiet; we are going to pray and be dismissed. We are not going to begin until we are ready, amen? If you have to leave, wait one more moment. You can wait a second, okay? Thank you, brothers and sisters.

Let us pray and ask the Lord to seal in our hearts what we have received. Father, in the name of Jesus, we believe that the word that has been received is Your word, not the word of a woman or a man, but a prophetic word that comes to this church—seeds, Lord, whose full result and harvest we do not yet understand, but we receive it, Father.

In the name of Jesus. May that message, Lord, which has been proclaimed this afternoon, spread throughout this community, and may that prophetic anointing, Lord—that call to a heroic life in Christ Jesus—become real and be embodied in this congregation, Father. And may this church, Lord, have the impact on this community that You want it to have and reflect the anointing of Jesus Christ, the mind of Christ, and the values of the kingdom of God.

Thank You, Lord. We receive in the name of Jesus; we receive Your double portion, Father, at this moment, and we ask that the order of the kingdom of God always be manifested in this church, and that Your church throughout the whole earth, Father, may align itself with the purposes You have in these last days and bring in that final great harvest, Lord, that You desire before Christ comes.

We want to be part of Your army, Lord, and we bless Your servant Dina Santamaría. We ask that Your Spirit be renewed in her, that You give her new strength, Lord, for what she has invested here, that You repay her abundantly, and that You take her safely and with blessing to the destination where she will be going tomorrow.

We bless her, Lord, and her ministry and her life, in the mighty name of Jesus. And the people of God say, “Amen! Glory to the Lord!” Amen, amen.