Nobody really talks about how waiting on God is hard. Somedays you have it all together and some days you burst into tears wondering how long this season would take.
Let’s pray:
Heavenly Father, I come to You with nothing held back.
No mask. No performance. No pretending.
Just me tired, stretched, and hungry for a move only you can make.
I’ve been quiet about some things, but you see the storms I never spoke about.
The tears I wiped in silence. The battles no one clapped for.
But today, I lift my voice and cry out:
God, shake the foundations of everything that’s been trying to break me. Disrupt what needs to be dismantled.
Heal what’s been festering in secret.
Expose every lie that’s been whispering I’m not enough. Let every delay turn into divine acceleration.
Let every closed door become a setup for greater.
Let every dry place break open with living water. And even if it takes time… I won’t bow to despair.
Because I know what you spoke over me is still alive.
I’m not chasing fame, applause, or the approval of people, I’m chasing Your glory. Make me dangerous to darkness.
Make me bold in purpose.
Make me whole in places I didn’t know were broken. I decree:
This is not the end of me.
This is not where the story stops.
This is where resurrection begins. Amen.
Can we all share this particular flier on our profiles and status EVERY WHERE ON SOCIAL MEDIA? 11PM NIGERIAN TIME (an hour to the HC)
Let it TREND around the world and make the enemy TREMBLE?
LET’S DO IT.