Praying with James Nesbit, December 4, 2017
Well, Heavenly Father, here we are on this 318th day of President Trumps first term in office, and we are blessing Your Holy Name; for the redeeming light, Your Son, our Lord, purchased with Your blood, leaving His veins, as he hung upon that tree!
I wonder how hard the earth shook, as Your blood touched the ground that day?
As He hung there wounded and broken, as they laughed and called Him names, none of them knew, a price was being paid!
We stand the gap on this 318th day, appropriating that blood bought victory of the Son, on behalf of all those under assault, as they turn back the battle at the gates!
Thank You Father, for answering the cries of all righteous men and women, who have been in distress;
We Thank You again, for answering them and setting them in a broad place.
Make it so evident that You Lord, are on their side even the dimmest bulbs in the box, see it!
In this upcoming 12.12 Alabama election; thank You for Life Trumping death, hands down! Bam! Vote Life, Alabama VOTE!
Thank You Father, for causing Alabamians to see through the establishment swamp fog!
Just like Judge Roy Moore, there are many righteous in the crucible; Thank You, for opening their eyes to see, You O Lord, are for them, and are among those who are helping them; Therefore they shall see Your desire on those who hate them.
Thank You Father, all over the nation, that multitudes of the redeemed are arising and shouting “AS ONE!” we will not fear what can man do to unto us!”
King David, found himself in such a place, swamp devils
are not unique to our period in history.
“All nations surrounded me,” he said,
“But in the name of the Lord I will destroy them.
They surrounded me,
Yes, they surrounded me;
But in the name of the Lord I will destroy them.
They surrounded me like bees;
They were quenched like a fire of thorns;
For in the name of the Lord I will destroy them.
You pushed me violently, that I might fall,
But the Lord helped me.
The Lord is my strength and song,
And He has become my salvation.”
He didn’t wrestle with flesh and blood, and neither do we!
Thank You for President Trump and all those with him saying, “The Lord is my strength and song,
And He has become my salvation.”
Thank You Father, that this week, You will expose swamp darkness, another layer deeper, another level higher, and a great distance wider; uprooting, pulling down, overthrowing, and destroying, every stronghold and citadel in D.C. where darkness has been governing.
O how we thank You, That the voice of rejoicing and salvation
Is in the tents of the righteous;
Your right hand O Lord is doing gloriously.
Your right hand O Lord is exalted;
Your right hand O Lord is doing valiantly!
For all those afflicted in their bodies, we decree,
You shall not die, but live,
And declare the works of the Lord.
Thank You Father, in this year of the door, for opening gates of righteousness; and causing even the broken to go through them, and each of them getting lost in the beauty of worship.
This is the gate of the Lord,
Through which the righteous are entering .
We are praising You,
For You have answered us,
And have become our salvation.
The stone which the builders rejected
Has become the chief cornerstone.
This was the Lord’s doing;
It is marvelous in our eyes!
This is the day You have made Father;
And we are rejoicing, and being ridiculously glad in it.