Like heat by the shadow of a cloud, I shall silence the song of the ruthless. I declare this day that you are a strong people, My mighty army, My Warrior Bride.

Your own mother and father may abandon you, abuse you, forget you and you may feel unloved and forsaken, but that will never happen with Me, says the LORD.

As I was deep in prayer recently, the LORD gave me a vision of gifts falling from the heavens.

My child, My people have been in a season of unlearning and unhearing the religious teachings of man-made doctrines that have held them in bondage.