Times Up
Let them feel it God. As I type it, let the fire roll off of the page and into their spirit. The time has come. It's not as though we're standing, seeing the time in our spirits and waiting for it. We see the times because it is right on top of us, around us....in us. There's not more of it. There's not time. We have no choice but to be on God's table now because our's is gone. The fire consumes everything in it's path and time was in the way. WHOOOSH and it was consumed by the fire. The glory even. The glory of God is about to drop. I'm done. Done not stepping on toes. Done being nice. There's no time left. It's coming. It's coming. It's coming It's coming. The fire is coming. The glory is coming. The power is coming. Shout with a voice of triumph. Our king is coming and he's coming back for a glorified church. Not a beat up, broke, disgusting, hiding in the shadows, afraid of what the world might say, afraid of who me might offend church. He's coming for his children. HIS CHILDREN. If we are his children that he has placed us above the world. Above the devil. Above the angels. We are his children. Joint heirs with Jesus Christ! We're not nothing. We're not meant to be walked on or at the bottom of the rope holding on for dear life. We're supposed to be at the top. WE should be the rope that people are holding onto, the rope that leads to Jesus. I WILL NOT STAND IN THE SHADOWS AND WAIT!!! Searching and hoping and bleeding and crying. If I cry it is because I cry out for Him and for more of Him. The devil should have never messed with me. But it's too late. I'm in it now. I've made up my mind. I've got too many promises. I'm too healed. I'm too prosperous. I've got too much joy. It's too late. It's over devil....and you lose.
The war has begun.
The war has begun.