Praying with James Nesbit, March 8, 2018
Well, well, well, here we go, another glorious day to give honor and glory unto Your Holy Name, Father of the King of kings, on this 47th day of President Trumps second year in office; and this 412th day of his first of two terms; by Your grace.
Thank You, for the army of the faithful who keep our President always in prayer, he sure needs it!. Everybody trying to curse him and destroy him on every front, thank You, for being a wall of fire around him and his loved ones, and all those who serve our nation in righteousness.
Thank You, for the advancement of Your Kingdom on every front today, another glorious day that drives Your enemies tea-totally crazy.
It’s not the first cries that have come to You for help, we’ll just lift up Psalm 3 from the Message Bible, lest folks think I’m not filled with love today.
King David had his own press to deal with, as he said,
“God! Look! Enemies past counting!
Enemies sprouting like mushrooms,
Mobs of them all around me, roaring their mockery:
“Hah! No help for me in You Mighty God, they say!
But you, Great Father, You shield me on all sides…”
Thank You Father, for doing that for our President on this 47th-412th day!
Thank You for grounding President Trumps feet, and in Your mercy lift his head up high above all the swamp dung being hurled at him daily!
Bless him to lift up his voice unto You, and with all his might, Lift a shout up to You God!
Thank You, for Your answers thundering from Your Holy Mountain.
Bless our President to stretch himself out, and get some good sleep, while Your angels deal with his enemies.
Then cause his eyes to pop open, and him to arise
—rested, tall and steady, consistent and stable,
Fearless before the enemy mobs
Coming at him from all sides.
Might as well fill him full of tweets that set the enemies pants on fire, so we can watch them burn. It’s kinda like sitting around a campfire and watching the Oscar Mayer’s roast!
Yep, now this is the way king David was saying’ it!
Slap them up side the head, Slap their faces,
First this cheek, then the other,
Your fist hard in their teeth!
Yeah, Ole David wasn’t messing around, Bam!
He called it, Real help coming from You mighty God.
Well, our President could use some real help coming from from You himself good Father; You have been known to deal with a some stiff-necked.
Lord, You said, we would know them by their fruit, and I can detect a few!
Again, using some of King David’s words, now I must admit they have been translated from the Message Bible, so the tone and inflection may have changed just a bit, but I think the general intent is the same.
Every word they speak is a land mine;
their lungs breathe out poison gas.
Their throats are gaping graves,
their tongues slick as mudslides.
These Hot-Air-Boasters, Mischief-Makers
God destroys, Lie-Speakers,
These blood-Thirsty, Truth-Benders,
who defend wickedness 24/7.
Let their so-called wisdom wreck them.
Kick them out, just like You did ole Shebna,
Eliakim’s come forth, and take their place!
Well, that ought do it for this morning Lord,
These are our request, that we submit in the Name and through the blood of our Savior and King.
We leave it up to You, and Your great wisdom, to sort it out!