Sturdy Gifting

The gift of prophecy holds my thoughts to discern the wickedness all around. I am blessed with many gifts in my life that God gave me with obedience. I battled the spirit of fear for a long while and God delivered me from his craftiness. Now when he is near I can feel his little threat and reveal his attacking presence quickly. Words of prophecy come from out of my mouth a blessing of hope for all lost in the darkness. Writing in despair brings hope into light for the days of the Lord are swiftly upon us. I know not how to explain his ways just receive his mercy, it’s knew everyday. Walk in his love and hold him near when you do this, you have nothing to fear. We always think that lack is our name but when his had is needed we all paint the same. Places and people he puts in our paths pointing in conversation the need to be met. Stand tall and never waver your position the devil is a liar and you know he is damned. A tower build strong for the Lord you are and never let the enemy tell you that you’re not...