Time to Advance

Do not stop short of what God has asked of you.

Do not let weariness win.

Do not let insecurity have the last laugh.

Do not compare yourself to others in the room and decide to shrink back out of fear.

Every heart has been seen by the King. Planted by the Lord. Watered from a deep well. Loved with an everlasting love.

You’re safe in His arms.

He will back your every move when it’s in Him.

He will lift you up so you do not strike your foot on a stone.

He will be your rearguard in the night hours when sinister secrets stir and the enemy crouches at your door.

Not a single thing goes unseen by Him.

He is striking a match in this hour to ignite a wildfire of warriors.

Fearless feet running to the harvest.

Shameless saints no longer bound by their past but pushed forward by it.

Victory has been had and the blood of Christ speaks a better word over your dear life.

Your tears carried melodies that birthed new songs in the Spirit realm. Your sorrow released a surrender that tends and mends hurting hearts now.

You’ve not been disqualified in the least but proven mighty in Christ as a royal priest.

It didn’t need to be a “pretty” little victory, you know. Some of the bravest of warriors crawled on bended knees out of that fire.

Endurance was birthed in you staying alive. And even as I write this I can see a woman slowly standing to her feet, bloodied from a long battle, weary from a wicked war, yet stand she does still holding onto a sword leaning on her Beloved.

He sees her. She has His full attention.

And as He does I can see Him give a holy nod as His gaze rests upon her.

It’s as if I can see Him say,

“Well done, good and faithful, servant.”

And with that comes,

“Now, it’s time to advance.”