I believe that what we do, who we are and what which is within us, draws, attracts or repels others to and away from us.
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Times when we pray, can be strategic and very powerful. Especially when we don’t become fanatical or religious about what we do!
Continue readingWatch and pray because what is being released now has specific purposes to it.
Continue readingI have observed while walking through this year of 2017, there are patterns of duality and paradoxes.
Continue readingWe are in a season of being stretched, while on our way to become who we really are, which carries an abundant life beyond measure.
Continue readingMay we be changed to image of your dear Son. May we speak words of life, light, strength and truth to every kindred, nation and tongue.
Continue readingThere is an on-going re-positioning occurring now within the purposes and plans of God moving swiftly in an effective strategic manner.
Continue readingWe are entering the Hebrew month of Sivan along with Pentecost. As we go deeper into this time we will find life changing events knocking at our door.
Continue readingI had a dream a couple of days ago of blueprints and patterns almost like the kind that architects draw except they appeared to have added dimensions.
Continue readingThere are nations where these kind of spirits are raging and we also have those within our government feeding into some of these spirits.
Continue readingOur journey through 5777 has become a continuous transition.
Continue readingTo: Watchmen, Intercessors, Prayer warriors and the like. We are in a season when we need to take it up a notch concerning the regions in which we reside.
Continue readingMay our steps be ordered and our gait be deliberate because the LORD is about to shake the house and it will unveil that which has been hidden in plain sight.
Continue readingTime for serious prayer and consecration, time for temple cleansing spiritually and naturally. . . The LORD has been showing me trouble and war coming. . ..
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