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Victory and Peace for the Saints!

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I received a vision during corporate prayer that has stayed with me. It was not complicated, but it carried weight. Sometimes the Lord will show me something simple, and the simplicity is part of the power. I saw two hands in the heavenly realm pounding furiously against black, billowing clouds. The clouds looked dark, stubborn, and oppressive, like a spiritual resistance hanging over the atmosphere. Then one hand turned toward me and flashed the peace sign. That arrested me. In that moment, I felt the Lord impress upon my spirit that the fight is not pointless. The struggle is not wasted. The warfare is not just religious noise. Victory is real, and peace is coming. When we are in the middle of spiritual warfare, it can feel like we are swinging into the dark. We pray, we fast, we worship, we resist, and sometimes the situation looks unchanged. The clouds still billow. The pressure still presses. The enemy still whispers. But the Lord was reminding me that heaven sees the battle diffe...

Sometimes you just have to cry out "Lord! Save me!"

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I often rehearse the story of Jesus walking on the water in Matthew 14. I do not just read it as a Sunday school story or as a miracle tucked away in the pages of Scripture. I return to it because I have lived pieces of it. I know what it feels like to step out in faith, to begin moving toward the voice of the Lord, and then suddenly become aware of the wind. I know what it feels like when circumstances start talking louder than the promise. I know what it feels like to sink. The disciples were in a storm. The ship was being tossed with waves, and the wind was contrary. That is important. Jesus did not come to them while everything was calm, easy, and predictable. He came walking on the sea in the middle of the contradiction. The very thing that threatened them was under His feet. “And in the fourth watch of the night Jesus went unto them, walking on the sea.” — Matthew 14:25 KJV At first, the disciples were afraid. They thought they had seen a spirit. Fear has a way of misinte...