Author Darlene J. Conard

“Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.” Psalm 139:16   KJV

God doesn’t need you!  God does- not -need -you! Why are you even ministering? Why are you even writing a book? Why are you even bothering to pray or read the bible, since God doesn’t need you? drilled deeply in my spirit like a hammer’s forcing power to drive a nail in a board.

Why am I? The statement swallowed all the hope that I held. Though I tried praying the accusing words away, they became louder. My sleep became interrupted by confusion once again. I should’ve stayed on the streets walking at night, going to strange places, and staying in the dark pit, as I remembered the many times a pastor angrily got in my face to make the statement clear: God doesn’t need you! It wasn’t your prayers God answered!

The words, “God doesn’t need any of us,” came out during a Bible study. The sudden feeling of abandonment, worthlessness, and dirtiness came over me. I screamed while outwardly putting on my joyful mask. 

I’m wasting my time then since God doesn’t need me! Prayer, encouragement, and peace spiraled downward instead of absorbing in my spirit. Then why doesn’t God do things Himself? Why bother with any of this? All kinds of thoughts generated in my mind as overwhelming insecurity squeezed life out of me. I’m rejected by my dad and God, too?

The prompting voice of the Lord pulled me from giving into the temptation of staying in bed, sleeping the day away. “Darlene, get up.” He reminded me of the passages in Ezekiel 22:30, “And I sought for a man among them, that should make up the hedge, and stand in the gap before me for the land, that I should not destroy it: but I found none.” The absence of an intercessor, a prayer warrior, caused God to proceed in judgment.

Another example is Abraham. God asked the angels a question, “Shall I hide from Abraham that thing which I do?”

And the men rose up from thence, and looked toward Sodom: and Abraham went with them to bring them on the way.  And the LORD said, “Shall I hide from Abraham that thing which I do; Seeing that Abraham shall surely become a great and mighty nation, and all the nations of the earth shall be blessed in him?  For I know him, that he will command his children and his household after him, and they shall keep the way of the LORD, to do justice and judgment; that the LORD may bring upon Abraham that which he hath spoken of him.” And the LORD said, “Because the cry of Sodom and Gomorrah is great, and because their sin is very grievous; I will go down now, and see whether they have done altogether according to the cry of it, which is come unto me; and if not, I will know.” Genesis 18:16-21

Abraham remained standing after the Lord turned to talk with the men who were angels. Overhearing the conversation, Abraham drew near and opened his mouth to get God’s attention toward him once again.

This generates my thoughts: how often have we interrupted God’s conversation with angels such as this? It certainly matters, or God wouldn’t need to speak to Abraham. Our voice does matter. God does need us and hears our voice.

God communed with Abraham. The word commune means to focus on, converse, or talk, often with deep intensity, intimate communication, or relationship as sharing your heart and mind: an interchange of ideas or thoughts, resulting from the French “comun” meaning – common, to share.

God came to Abraham with His plan. It was important to God that He shared His thoughts with him. In Isaiah 41:8, God declares what Abraham is to Him, my friend. He didn’t speak in the form of past tense. In the same discussion, He promises as He comforts Jacob, “I will not cast you away.” (Isaiah 41:9-10)

Moses caused God to change His mind about destroying Israel. If it hadn’t been for Moses, God would have destroyed them.  (Psalm 106:19-23) Moses reminded God that His enemies would mock Him.

God described how His people made him feel, furious enough to melt them like wax. Exodus 32:10) God spared the people due to an intercessor; however, He didn’t wink at their sin. (Exodus 35:1-35)

In verses 32 and 33, Moses’ desperation for the redemption of the people took him as far as requesting his name be blotted from His book. God replied, “Whoever has sinned against Me, him will I blot out.”

Thankfully, through the blood of Jesus and Jesus only we can come boldly to the throne of Grace.

“Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.” Hebrews 4:16 KJV

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 [DC2]What is the biblical meaning of commune?

Commune means to focus on God, converse, talk, often with profound intensity, intimate communication or rapport as sharing your heart and mind with God in prayer: an interchange of ideas or sentiments, derived from French “comun” meaning – common, to share.

Author Darlene Conard

I’ve been in Gideon’s position more times than I can count. (Judges 6-8) “If this is You, Lord, give me another sign!” Unsatisfied with the first answer I would ask again. What makes me this way? Searching intently, I reviewed my life. Where is the lost thread? Where is that one thread? When pulled, it loosens the intact garment. God, I need to find the source: pick it apart so I may come undone and remade.

“Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it. (Proverbs 22:6) Train them in the way they should go. If a child is taught to believe negative things about themselves, it’s a weed. It chokes good things out.

Weeds quickly conquer soil, taking space. Think about it. For good seeds to flourish, weeds must be uprooted completely. Grandma loved gardening. Helping alongside her I’d pull weeds out but lay them on the ground. “No, put them in the wheelbarrow to be hauled away.” It made plenty of sense. She explained that weeds could still take root although they were uprooted. Eventually, it would choke out the good seeds planted.  

I have always earnestly prayed for God to search my heart, soul, and mind. “I want everything that’s not of You, God, out!” He answers. Once He pulls that single thread, we become undone. We believe we know ourselves to a full extent until pressure is applied. I pray to be Christlike.

Going back to finding that single thread Matthew 9:16 says,” “No man putteth a piece of new cloth unto an old garment, for that which is put in to fill it up taketh from the garment, and the rent is made worse.” Please give me your full attention. Picture one of your best outfits that’s flawless. Now imagine pieces of it being torn out. Oil-stained rags are sewn in the torn-out areas, filling the missing pieces. Rags worsen the look.

“Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.” (Psalm 51:6 KJV)

“Search the chambers of my heart, Lord. For I know my heart unknowingly holds things not pleasing to You. Refill me, Lord, for I run empty due to the cares of life. Do this, Lord, that I may be pure and holy inwardly.”

Gideon believed of himself he couldn’t possibly be the one God chose to confront the Midianites.  It does matter, “For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he,” ….  (Proverbs 23:7 KJV). God pulled that loose thread to unravel the misfitted pattern.  Family members planted a misconception of a false identity.

“But the Lord said unto Samuel, “Look not on his countenance, or on the height of his stature; because I have refused him: for the Lord seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart.  (1 Samuel 16:7 KJV)

As a messenger of God, I see you through the eyes of redemption. Let us always see ourselves through the eyes of God, not society. I have been shown great mercy. Consistently, I need the Lord’s mercy.

“Wherefore comfort yourselves together, and edify one  another, even as also ye do.”1 Thessalonians 5:11

Author Darlene J. Conard

On a hill far away, stood an old rugged Cross
The emblem of suffering and shame
And I love that old Cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain
And I’ll cherish the old rugged Cross
And till my trophies at last I lay down
I will cling to the old rugged Cross
And exchange it some day for a crown

-George Bennard- 1913

My soul embraced every word to the old familiar hymn. Don’t think for a moment the power of the cross is long gone. This world will never destroy or water it down.

Blood does have a voice. (Hebrews 12:24)

Starting at the age of fifteen, I wandered the streets looking for answers. Wondering through night’s darkest hours gave me a sense of belonging to something. Darkness felt safe. It felt right until it retaliated. It was a nightmare! Somebody prayed for me. I no longer live there!

His tender mercies renew every day.  My repeated failures forgiven. His throne of grace’s accessibility is always opened. As for me often I felt that He would grow weary of me. He doesn’t. He’s patient.

God is patient with us.  “The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward,” … (2 Peter 3:9 KJV) He is not slow concerning promises. Our impatience considers Him slow.  The blindman by the wayside received his sight. (Mark 8:22-25) Legion who was full of demons was found clothed and in his right mind.  (Mark 5:1-20) Lazarus’ body lay in the tomb for four days. Still, he was resurrected. (John 11) Water was turned to wine. (John 2:1-11) An adulterous ready to be stoned received redemption. The Bible is full of miracles, signs and wonders! (John 7:53 – 8:11) You know what? Our testimony can be found in the word of God. Who can you relate to? Power continues flowing from the pages of the Bible into our lives. Power, not just any power, God’s power transfers, every written word into circumstances. If we truly believe!  

In all my short comings, circumstances, heartaches, whatever the case may be. I chose to bury myself in the bosom of Calvary. I didn’t come looking for Him. He came looking for me: He comes to you.

Wilson Chapel – Fall w-Nice Sky Photographer Thomas Bailey of Richwood, WV

Author Darlene J. Conard

In the hushed embrace of the night, as the stars bespangled the heavens above, I stood in awe, my gaze fixed on the celestial embroidery. Whispering softly, as if sharing secrets with the moon itself, I reveled in the unearthly beauty that unraveled before my eyes. The gentle caress of the wind swept through the surrounding trees, orchestrating a dance of shadows upon the deck. The harmonious symphony of crickets chirping, and leaves rustling formed a steady rhythm, as if nature itself joined in the chorus of His wonders.

How could I not be humbled by this astonishing display? It was a masterpiece incomparable to any creation by human hands. The intricacy and grandeur of the stars, each one twinkling with its own unique radiance, mirrored the divine artistry that only God could conceive. With but a simple word, He breathed life into existence, and in the womb of the morning, fashioned us in His image. Astonishing, indeed, was the magnitude of His craftsmanship.

And yet, amidst this breathtaking splendor, I find myself pondering my own insignificance. Who am I, that the Lord would even consider me? So often I am clouded by my own weaknesses, barely a flicker in the vastness of His creation. Yet, even in my frailty, His mercy reaches out, a fortifying stream that never runs dry. It is a question that recites within in me, echoing through the chambers of my soul, “Who am I that such a great God would descend from His heavenly glory, tenderly wiping away the heavy droplets of my tears?”

You, O Lord, who sculpted the majestic hosts of angels that sing before Your magnificent throne, know me intimately. In the depths of my ponderings, I often wonder what it is that You see in me. In a world that often entangles me with its cares and distractions, it is easy to lose sight of the wonders that surround us. At the end of each weary day, when our hearts are depleted and our weariness overtakes us, it becomes easier to shut down, to forget. And yet, in those moments of desolation, I am reminded of how deeply You care. For you, O Lord, are the Creator of all, the sustainer of life, and the weaver of miracles. In the midst of this vast cosmos, You have set your eyes upon me. It is in Your boundless love and unfathomable mercy that I find solace, that I find purpose. So, dear soul, let not the cares of life blind you to the majesty and grace that surrounds us.

Seek to dwell in the awe of His wonders, to drink from the wellspring of His unfailing love. For even in our darkest hour, His presence shines a luminous path to guide us in all our ways

Author Darlene J Conard

“Lord, I thank You for every trial. I thank You for they have caused me to draw closer to You. I thank You for planting my feet here in my town. Thank you for every closed door that’s escorted by an open door. Thank You for the good and bad experiences; through them, I’ve witnessed Your faithfulness, love, mercy, and grace. Thank You, Lord, for trusting me with it all. Father, thank You for having confidence in me when I or others haven’t.”

  ^“In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.” (1 Thessalonians 5:18). Giving thanks for trials, diverse temptations, closed doors, or betrayal to me didn’t feel like a celebration in the least. It took something devastating to teach me -why and how- giving thanks for such things is a powerful tool.

“My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing. James 1:2-4 KJV

It indicates that “I’m on the right track.” You’re on the right track!  Fiery trials will either make or break us.

Jesus fasted and prayed in the wilderness for forty days to gain power over self-will. The devil tempted him three times. First, he drew him to turn stones into bread, but it didn’t work. Secondly, he carried Jesus to the Pinnacle of the temple at a terrifying height: a 450-foot drop down to the valley below. Research it; its equivalents can be compared to a 45-story building. “If You are the Son of God, throw Yourself down. For it is written, (here we go) “He shall give His angels charge over you, and in their hands, they shall bear You up, in case you dash your foot against a stone.” Thirdly, he carries Jesus to the Bible on an exceedingly high mountain, saying, “All this I’ll give You, the world and all its glory if You bow to me. Each time, Jesus hit him with the word. Satan used, -if- if You are the Son of God to hopefully manipulate Him into taking the bait. He also used “for it is written.” Satan knows the word well. He twists it deviously, making it sound like the truth. That’s why it’s so important to stay in prayer. Let our ears and hearts be sensitive to the distinct sound of God’s voice. Know the Bible, “Beloved, believe not every spirit, but try the spirits whether they are of God: because many false prophets are gone out into the world.” (1 John 4:1). Satan believes the word more than we do. That’s why he manipulates our weakness. He knows that getting on our knees and earnestly praying will change us and those around us.  

Every trial that’s come my way has taught me just how faithful He is. It taught me to empty myself to fill overflowing with Him. They have caused me to draw nearer to Him. He will envelop us with His gentle embrace. “Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you.” … James 4:8

Jesus could eat after the fast. Satan wanted Him to stop. He knew afterward he and his demons would be evicted, cast out of those he possessed. (Paraphrasing) Jesus, if You are who You -say -You are, jump off this 450-foot temple. Angels will speedily come to our rescue.” Bloodshed, he knew that Jesus’ blood had power. As far as Satan handing Him the world and all its glory, He didn’t need it. Jesus knew, thy kingdom come thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.  (Matthew 6:9) The Son of God was tempted with suicide. I say suicide because Satan knew God should not be drawn.

My point in speaking of this is Satan knows that God has a plan. He believes it more than we do. If we pray, seeking God’s face, the trial will make us a better person, closer to God .

In the depths of my soul, I knew that giving thanks for trials and temptations seemed paradoxical, almost counterintuitive. But it was through these fiery tests that I learned the true power of gratitude. For in the face of adversity, my faith had been tested and refined, forging a patience and strength within me that I never knew existed.

Like Jesus wandering in the wilderness, fasting and praying for forty days, I too had faced the temptations of self-will. The devil, crafty and sly, sought to entice me with his tantalizing offers. But I stood strong, just as Jesus did, armed with the word of God as my shield. The devil twisted the scripture, using it as a snare to catch me in his web of deceit. But I resolutely clung to prayer, discerning the true voice of God amidst the noise.

Through these trials and tests, I had tasted the goodness of the Lord, experienced His unwavering love and boundless grace. Each hurdle had brought me closer to Him, for when I drew near to God, He drew near to me, enveloping me in His gentle embrace. It was in the midst of these storms that I emptied myself, allowing His presence to fill me to overflowing.

But let me not forget that the devil, too, had his motives and schemes. He knew that God had a divine plan for me, a destiny that he sought to hinder and sabotage. Yet, he believed in God’s plan more fervently than I did. This revelation struck me like a lightning bolt, awakening me to the importance of prayer. Satan knew that when we kneel before the Lord in earnest supplication, powerful transformation occurs within us and those around us.

And so, I embraced each trial as a springboard for growth, as an opportunity to draw nearer to the One who holds all things in His hands. For every closed door was but a prelude to an open one, and every trial was but a steppingstone towards perfection and wholeness.

Author Darlene J Conard

 

 I know I need to, but I don’t want to. This is the part I say earnestly, “The flesh is weak, but the spirit is willing! Pulling everything out of my utility room meant finding what was junk, yet it would make an excellent treasure for someone else. My foyer is going to look like a hoarder’s paradise. Dust will settle on another few inches of dust, making my apartment look like the sweeper blew up. Digging for space to create a path to and from rooms is a pain! God only knows how long it will take me to organize everything neatly.

So much truth is in that! Chaos creates an overwhelming atmosphere.  

 

What if I told you that chaos is a tool for God? “No, He isn’t the author of confusion.

(1 Corinthians 14:33 KJV) He works in it.

 

In the book of Esther, Haman’s lust for power drove him to deceive the king. All it took was the right strategy since he was the king’s righthand man, no problem! “Here is the plan. I’ll convince King Ahasuerus that the Jews are enemies.” Mordecai knew Esther was in the right place at the right time. He depended on his niece, whom he raised as his own, to intercede on their behalf.  (Read the book of Esther)

 

Arrogance led Haman straight into the very snare he built for Mordecai. Chaos ceased in God’s time. Israel was spared.

 

Jesus, when coming into Bethsaida, was stopped, for there was a need for a miracle by a blind man. “Touch him, my Lord.” (Mark 8:22-20) First, He touched his eyes with his spit. “What do you see?’ The blind man looks up. I see men as trees, walking.” The first time, he didn’t truly see. Remember getting your eyes examined? Drops are put in your eyes to dilate them. It’s overwhelming wanting to see clearly. Jesus, the second time, placed his hands upon his eyes. His eyes were restored as though he could always see. Chaos only lasted for a moment, then, by the touch of the Master’s hands, order.  

 

“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.”   Romans 8:28 KJV

 

God puts things that are out of order in proper order. Before that can be done, everything has to be out of place and in the wrong place. Don’t worry. He had already made a path. “Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path.” (Psalms 119:105 KJV)

Our natural sight betrays us. Focus on what God said He would do.  “I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go. I will guide thee with mine eye.” (Psalm 32:8 KJV) His eye is our compass. It says eye. “The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body shall be full of light.”  Single vision is a term that throws me in a loop when ordering glasses online. It taught me something valuable, though. The two lenses are created for optical correction for a single distance, meaning only one. Focus is one way, not two, three, or four. Jesus says, “But if thine eye is evil, thy whole body shall be full of darkness; how great is that darkness!”  Proverbs says, ^“Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he.”  In order to have an open vision, we mustn’t be blinded by our circumstances and believe in a physical manifestation of God’s order.

“The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision.”

                                             Helen Keller

 

Author Darlene J Conard

But, beloved, be not ignorant of this one thing, that one day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day.2 Peter 3:8 KJV

“Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding.”  Isaiah 40:28   KJV

“Darlene, will you still believe Me when years pass, and the vision terries?”

“Yes.”

“Will you refuse to walk away when things get rough and ragged?”

“Yes, Lord You know that I will.”

“Will you continue on when you are told you will never make it in this world?” Taking deep breaths, I breathed out, “Lord thou knowest all things.”

“That’s not why I’m asking you. I do know. I want a verbal acknowledgment from your lips. For you will enter the test of time concerning certain promises. It will either break or make you.”

I recall the countless times God gave me visions and dreams that I questioned. Some of those took place five years down the road. My attendance at a lady’s conference wasn’t pleasant at all. One morning I experienced release.

Passionately the praise team sang, “Burn in me, let the fire of the holy One burn in me.” The lyrics went on to say, “Let the fire of the holy One burn in me.” God, I need You to come down and hold me. Please meet me! That still small voice wasn’t so small- it was mighty.

 “Give it to Me. Every single piece. Withhold nothing.” Slowly surrendering I unclenched my tight-fisted hands.

The dimly lit room created an atmosphere of expectancy and self-examination. The air was heavy with the weight of the future, as I sat there, feeling after the heart of God in my own special way. His voice resonated with a blend of tenderness compelling me to answer His probing questions.

“Darlene, will you still believe Me when years pass, and the vision terries?” His presence bore into my soul, searching for a steadfast determination.

“Yes,” I replied, my voice trembling slightly. The unwavering faith I possessed echoed in my words, a declaration of my commitment to trust in His timing. He continued, “Will you refuse to walk away when things get rough and ragged? When the storms rage and the waves threaten to engulf your faith?”

“Yes, Lord,” I responded with conviction, my voice growing stronger. “You know that I will stand firm. My faith will not waver in the face of adversity.”

God’s presence penetrated every single part of my soul, as He continued asking, “Will you continue on when you are told you will never make it in this world? When others mock your dreams and belittle you for believing?”

I took a deep breath, summoning every ounce of determination within me. “Lord, thou knowest all things,” I uttered, acknowledging His omniscience.

But He wasn’t satisfied. He wanted more than just an internal acceptance. He sought a verbal confirmation, a spoken commitment that would anchor me in the test of time. For He knew that there would come a day when doubts would creep in, when the promises seemed distant and impossible.

I reminisced about the countless moments where He had unveiled visions and dreams that left me questioning. Some of those revelations were five years down the road, seemingly out of reach. With closed eyes I recalled , a memory of a lady’s conference where my soul had encountered a tumultuous wrestling.

One morning, as the room pulsed with anticipation, the praise team took the stage. Their voices soared, resounding the lyrics with an intensity that penetrated the depths of my being. “Burn in me, let the fire of the holy One burn in me,” they sang, their voices a resounding cry of surrender.

In that moment, I felt a desperate need for God to come down, to hold me close and meet me in the midst of my uncertainty. And then, in the midst of the music, I heard it. His voice, not a mere whisper but a mighty roar.

“Give it to Me. Every single piece. Withhold nothing,” He declared, cutting through the chaos of doubt that clouded my heart.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I slowly unclenched my tightly wound fists, releasing my fears, doubts, and insecurities. Every ounce of my being surrendered to Him, to His plans, and to the promises He had spoken over me.

In that moment, I understood the magnitude of His questions. It wasn’t about Him gaining insights into my heart. Rather, it was an invitation to embrace the test of time, to allow His promises to shape and refine me. It was an invitation to rise above the challenges, to emerge unbroken and stronger than ever before.

And with each breath, I vowed to hold onto my belief, to walk steadfastly through the rough terrain, and to press onward, undeterred by the naysayers. For I knew that in those moments of testing, I would find the depth of my faith, and it would be there that my true strength would be unveiled.

Author Darlene J. Conard

Blind Bartimaeus while sitting by Jericho’s roadside heard the multitude passing asked, “What does this mean?” He knew something was going on! The crowd replied, “Jesus of Nazareth is passing by.” Instantaneously his insight of hope became verbalized. “Jesus, son of David have mercy on me!” Disturb by his cry the crowd’s exertion had no prevail to restrain his faith. The tone of his cry arose. “Son of David have mercy on me! “Jesus stood still commanding him to be brought to him. He tossed his garment aside as he went forth. He was made whole. If he had listened to the discouraging waves of doubt, he would have remained blind.

Hellen Keller quoted, “It’s a terrible thing to have sight and not see.” That’s a powerful statement.  We can see with our eyes but completely miss the vision God has for our lives. Hopelessness is no respect of persons.

 Revelation 2:18 says, “I counsel thee to buy of me gold tried in the fire, that thou mayest be rich; and white raiment, that thou mayest be clothed, and that the shame of thy nakedness do not appear; and anoint thine eyes with eye salve, that thou mayest see.”

“Lord, anoint our eyes that we may see. Awaken our spiritual senses. Our circumstance appears to be final, ending in devastation. No, don’t accept that! We don’t have to!

God promised Abraham he would be the father of many nations. His sons and daughters would possess land and not have need of anything. (As it is written, I have made thee a father of many nations,) before him whom he believed, even God, who quickeneth the dead, and calleth those things which be not as though they were. (Romans 4:17-22)

I encourage you to keep calling out to Jesus. He will not pass you by. Your voice will exceed the uncanny voices that say, “God doesn’t hear you. All hope is lost!”  God promises, “Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and show thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not.” Jeremiah 33:3 KJV

Here is a clencher! As soon as Blind Bartimaeus heard Jesus’ invitation to come to Him. He cast the garment he wore off. He was made whole.  

… “unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.” Isaiah 61:3 KJV

Cast off that heaviness on your soul. Give Him the ashes that once was. Take on the oil of joy and cloth yourself in praise before Him. He will do something about it!

Author Darlene J. Conard

And I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, “Now is come salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of his Christ: for the accuser of our brethren is cast down, which accused them before our God day and night.”

Discouraged, distracted, confused, sick, Satan will do anything to derail God’s purpose in our lives. We can’t give in to the pressure. God is our strength.

Here is a prayer, make it yours as well.

I have redemptive rights through the blood of Jesus. I am His and He is mine. I cancel every evil work attempting to hijack my blessing. As I fight against distraction, discouragement, and fatigue clothe me in Your strength and wisdom.

I declare every manifestation of imprisonment’s bars are broken according to Psalms 107:16: For he hath broken the gates of brass, and cut the bars of iron in sunder.  Send Your angels to fight in my behalf as You did for Daniel in 10:11-13. I dismantle hell’s agenda and declare that Satan’s kingdom is abolished. I denounce distortion and I declare clarification. I have come boldly before the throne of grace, I denounce all curses, disease, and despair, for the Lord’s word is true. I repent of all my sins. (1 Corinthians 15:31)

I declare it done in Jesus’s name, Amen!

“Repentance leaves no room for Satan to accuse us. All washed in the blood wipes our record clean!

“For in him dwelleth all the fulness of the Godhead bodily. And ye are complete in him, which is the head of all principality and power: 11 In whom also ye are circumcised with the circumcision made without hands, in putting off the body of the sins of the flesh by the circumcision of Christ: Buried with him in baptism, wherein also ye are risen with him through the faith of the operation of God, who hath raised him from the dead. And you, being dead in your sins and the uncircumcision of your flesh, hath he quickened together with him, having forgiven you all trespasses; Blotting out the handwriting of ordinances that was against us, which was contrary to us, and took it out of the way, nailing it to his cross; And having spoiled principalities and powers, he made a shew of them openly, triumphing over them in it.”  Colossians 2:9-14 KJV

God bless you beloved! Draw near to God and He will draw to You! James 4:8