My Lord, you are my song
Your words spring forth from my lips
My God, you are my breath
Your air fills my longing lungs
My King, you are my command
Your direction I await to be given
My Father, you are my protection
Your wings I am hidden beneath Continue reading “For Me”
“You crown the year with Your goodness.” -Psalm 65:11 (NIV)
I call 2019 forth and say you will be GOOD.
2019 will be a year of harvest, of healing, promotion and overflow.
2019 will be a year of victory, a year of the everlasting love of the Lord to fall upon His people and fill them to the very brim. Continue reading “2019”
We cannot afford to forget what Jesus did for us, what He sacrificed for us, for you and me.
For you, Jesus took on Satan. He came to a sin filled world for you, to take up the cross and defeat death. Continue reading “For You”
I don’t desire to be famous, but I do desire to be significant. I don’t care if the masses ever know my name, but I do care if the Kingdom knows it.
It doesn’t matter if people like me, but it means the world to me that the enemy trembles at the thought of me. It is nothing to me if I never pick up a sword in the physical, but it is everything to me that I carry one continuously in the spiritual. I don’t care if my voice is magical to the ear or my singing desirable to the people, but I need it to be powerful to the rival and commanding to the foe. Continue reading “What I Want”
The latest bloom is often the most anticipated bloom, the bloom we have been waiting so long for, praying and believing for. Sometimes, we wonder if the bloom will ever come, if all our hard work to protect the harvest was for nothing. We heat the harvest in the snow, cover it in the rain and shade it in the sun. We do everything we can to make sure our plants will eventually bud, but sometimes the hardest part is simply waiting for the blossom to bloom. Continue reading “Latest Bloom”
My Jesus is there for me when I walk in blindness.
My Jesus stands by me when I’m surrounded by nothing.
My Jesus speaks life over me when all I hear is silence. Continue reading “My Jesus”