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On Monday, the Pastor instructed us to pray against a "spirit of death" he felt was hovering near.
I took the instruction to heart, praying earnestly and then passing the message on to my mother and sisters as a caution.
At the time, I had no idea that God had already moved.
While I was praying against a threat, He had already intercepted and dismantled a plan of the enemy specifically targeting my mother.
𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘆
𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗿𝘂𝗽𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘆, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲.
My motorbike was involved in a collision near my home. In a single moment, everything changed.
And I remembered my daughter’s prayer alert from the night before—a warning about the spirit of death hovering. In that instant, the memory became a stark, chilling reality.
I am deeply shaken, yet more deeply grateful to God. His protection was a tangible shield. What was meant for tragedy, He is turning into a testimony.
𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆—𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘂𝗻𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗔𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲. 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲.
Thank you for your prayers. This is why we stand firm. This is why we pray bold.
𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗻.
𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗩𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆,
𝗠𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝗕𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆
