Father God... Please stir up the hearts of Your people.
Make one of us like a thousand. Cause the knees of our
enemies to quake and their tongue to grow fat and dry in
their mouths. Bring us to the border with swords and
shields and a cry of Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord our
God! Make us a nation who calls You God and serves no
other gods. Put a hedge of protection around Michelle
Bachmann as she leads the warriors against our enemies.
May her success be a blessing to Your name and Your
faithfulness!
In Jesus mighty name.
Amen
“Father God... Please stir up the hearts of Your people.
Make one of us like a thousand. Cause the knees of our
enemies to quake and their tongue to grow fat and dry in
their mouths. Bring us to the border with swords and
shields and a cry of Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord our
God! Make us a nation who calls You God and serves no
other gods. Put a hedge of protection around Michelle
Bachmann as she leads the warriors against our enemies.
May her success be a blessing to Your name and Your
faithfulness!
In Jesus mighty name.”
No disrespect intended, Jo—but a hedge? You don’t think Satan’s got a pair of loppers? He managed to take one-third of the angels, but he can’t cut down a shrub?
You’ll get it later.
Amen!!