What is God Saying...And a Prayer for this Season
This morning as I was preparing myself for quiet time, I just felt the Lord was saying:
“Take heart my people, I am with you, and I go before you. This too will pass.
I am the Lord your God, who uphold heaven and earth and surely will uphold you with my right hand.
Do not fear! You are in the world, but not of the world. Do not allow the yoke of heaviness that the world wants to place upon you overtake you. Stand therefor strong in the promises of the Almighty God. Be strong and courageous, very courageous – for fear will and has swiped through the lands.
Stand on my word and promises – I am with you. Do not let the voices of the world make you tremble, for you are in me and I in you. Hold firm to your faith. I am greater and beyond this – you know this – so stand firm in your faith.”
How comforting to know that we as believers can stand secure in our Lord Jesus Christ. We do not have to give in to fear, or despair, for He is with us.
The enemy wants to incite fear and panic. Let’s look to Him for guidance and counsel – the author and finisher of our faith. What enemy intends for harm; God will use for good.
I have written a simple prayer to pray in this challenging and uncertain times. Download it here. Let us stand together in prayer and trust God to do the impossible.
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