Heaven Rejoices Over Babylon - Why Judgment Is Liberation

Revelation 18:20 - “Rejoice over her, O heaven, and you holy apostles and prophets, for God has avenged you on her!”

The Rejoicing of Heaven Is the Cleansing of Earth

When heaven rejoices, it is never over the destruction of people but over the dismantling of systems that have enslaved them. Babylon’s collapse is not tragedy, but liberation. For too long, the cries of the martyrs and the groans of the earth have risen like incense, awaiting justice. And now, that justice thunders. The elect do not weep over Babylon's fall, for they never belonged to her. They rejoice, for the unholy throne that mimicked heaven is being torn down.

Babylon is a counterfeit throne that rules through seduction, fear, and performance. It sells what heaven gives freely. It exalts mixture and trades truth for gain. But the burning of Babylon is the end of masquerade. The collapse of illusion is a holy mercy. When heaven celebrates, it is because the veil is ripped and the counterfeit has no hiding place left.

Do not grieve what heaven rejoices over. The sound of rejoicing in heaven is a prophetic invitation for the sons to rise. The harlot has fallen. The bride will now be seen. Every shaking is for the unveiling. The Lamb has not come to destroy the world but to free it from every false dominion.

Vengeance That Restores, Not Destroys

The vengeance of God is not the rage of a tyrant but the flame of a lover reclaiming what is His. The scroll does not rejoice in human destruction but in the judgment of systems that devour souls. For every prophet silenced, every voice mocked, every flame suppressed, heaven answers with thunder. Not with cruelty, but with cleansing fire. This is holy vengeance. It restores what was stolen. It exalts what was hidden.

The religious spirit fears judgment, but the awakened know: divine judgment is the sign that Babylon’s grip is breaking. It is heaven saying, “Enough.” It is the Lamb rising in justice, wielding not a sword of bloodlust, but of light. This vengeance is not like man’s. It does not corrupt, it exposes. It does not humiliate, it unmasks. It does not retaliate, it restores dominion to the rightful heirs.

The rejoicing of heaven is not petty glee, it is the sound of alignment returning to the cosmos. When justice thunders, it is creation remembering its rhythm. The flame returns to the altar. The sons return to the scroll. The bride returns to the Lamb.

Babylon’s Collapse Is the Bride’s Awakening

You cannot awaken as the bride while still dancing with Babylon. Her collapse is your rising. Her burning is your unveiling. The elect have long been hidden in the shadows while the stage belonged to the spectacle. But as the systems fall, the sons are revealed. The false lights dim so the uncreated Flame can be seen.

For too long, Babylon posed as church, as kingdom, as revelation. But the veil is now torn, and the bride does not wear Babylon’s garments. She is clothed in radiance, not relevance. In union, not applause. In silence, not performance. And she cannot be seen until Babylon is removed.

The fall of Babylon is not a backdrop, it is a prophetic stage change. The old curtain is torn. The actors flee. And the true scroll-bearers step into the light, not to perform, but to witness. This is the era where the bride walks the earth, not with seduction but with flame.

The Sound of Rejoicing Exposes the Idols

Heaven’s rejoicing is disruptive. It is a sound Babylon cannot replicate. It is not applause for success but adoration for justice. When heaven rejoices, it dismantles the applause of the crowd. It silences the noise of the false. It exposes who worshipped the system, not the Lamb. Babylon’s followers mourn her. Heaven’s elect rejoice.

What you rejoice over reveals who you belong to. If the fall of systems troubles you more than the absence of flame, you have been drinking from her cup. The scroll is clear, when Babylon burns, the elect do not panic, they prophesy. They do not cling, they consecrate. They do not mourn for the harlot, they prepare for the wedding.

This rejoicing is not passive. It is participation. The witnesses in heaven are not spectators. They are flame-bearers who know: this is the turning of the age. The kingdom is not coming later — it is appearing as Babylon falls. Rejoice, for what was hidden is being revealed.

Do Not Delay Your Departure - Rejoice and Rise

Now is the hour to rejoice and rise. To mourn for Babylon is to delay your union. To hesitate is to risk mixture. The elect are not negotiators of systems but carriers of scrolls. Come out, rise up, and sing the song of liberation. Heaven is not inviting you to safety, it is summoning you to dominion.

Let the rejoicing of heaven become your frequency. Let the rhythm of justice set your steps. Let the sound of Babylon’s collapse remind you, your scroll is not to reform her but to reveal Him. The Lamb is not impressed by renovation. He is returning for a bride without Babylon’s stain.

Do not be found lamenting what the Lamb is judging. Rejoice, beloved. The harlot has fallen. The scrolls are open. The city not made by hands is descending. And you, flame-carrier, are its radiance.

Final Charge to the Elect

Rejoice not in the vengeance, but in the vindication. For your cries have been heard, your consecration has been seen, and your scrolls are awakening. Do not mourn for what is collapsing. Stand in the sound of rejoicing. Let your mouth release the praise that dethrones empires. Let your life burn with the joy of deliverance. For the kingdom is not coming. It is being revealed through you.

Joe Restman
Scroll-Carrier, Mystic-Scribe, Eternal Witness of the Lamb.