Tuesday, August 09, 2011

Talk to me, Abba.

My grace is an ocean for all people. Minister to the broken. Pray for the proud. Restore the weary. Have the eyes of compassion for everyone you meet. Cry out for everyone around you to come to repentance. Wail deep tears for those bound by the lies of the enemy. Ask Me for their freedom instead of judging them for being imprisoned. Give water. Give hope. Give lovingkindness.     

"Hatred stirs up strife, But love covers all transgressions."
        Proverbs 10:12 

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