I was in prayer when I saw many vultures circling above…and I asked the Lord for His heart. This poem followed. We need His eyes to discern the spirits in this hour.

“When Vultures Circle”

I see many a vulture waiting patiently
Calmly circling up high
Watching for the perfect opportunity
If guarded your not with Christ’s eyes.

Trust that the enemy’s calculating
And discern the spirits you must
Lower they come so slowly
The vultures are drawn to His blood.

Their smell is so keen from miles away
They come with just a faint whiff
And come they do in a gathering
And often too many to sift.

Their focus now perfectly settled
On that tis allotted for you
Be cautious and sift with the Father
Making sure He’s shown you the truth.

From afar you might think their eagles
That come with wings of good plight
It’s why you must hear now the Father
Who sees vultures who circle in flight.

November 5, 2016