The manna is over. What the generations before you could not receive is now your rightful inheritance. The miracles of deliverance and sustenance in the desert, were to build you up for this moment. You will receive a city, that you did not build and harvest you did not sow.
Wealth, wisdom and warriors to help are coming from the North, the South, the West and the East. I am coming from the east, a wind of reclamation, to bestow what is and has always been yours.
This is more than a new covenant with you, it is also MY command. All that was made, must relent, acknowledge and obey. The giants before you, do not matter, only your relationship with the giant destroyer.
The manna was milk, designed to get you here, the Promised Land. The next level of promise, requires nourishment that only the promised land can supply. What was done in the desert is finished and is no more. Canaan is now your home.
Moses said to Aaron, “Get a jar and fill it with two quarts of manna. Then put it in a sacred place before the LORD to preserve it for all future generations. Aaron did just as the LORD had commanded Moses. He eventually placed it in the Ark of the Covenant—in front of the stone tablets inscribed with the terms of the covenant. So the people of Israel ate manna for forty years until they arrived at the land where they would settle. They ate manna until they came to the border of the land of Canaan.