Heaven Defends You

My precious child, regardless of what you see, hear, or think, today you can rest assured in my promises. My Word is truth, and no one else will accomplish my plan in your life. You sit enthroned under my shadow, hidden like a child in the warmth and safety of their Poppa’s love. I am the resounding hope that replays itself over and over in your spirit. I am your great confidence. My power is made perfect in your weakness, and my perfect love casts out fear.

You have been given all of heaven as your defense because the battle against you is fierce. Angels have fought as you have overcome. Many bullets and much warfare try to deter you, and still, you come to me. Still, you move forward. Still, you advance in battle. Rain, mud, and artillery fly past you in the Spirit realm as you trudge forward, inch by inch. You even crawl to me if you must. I receive your love with such gratitude and honor. I receive you with shouts of joy and glad singing.

Heaven is amazed by your fierce tenacity in war. You are seated in heavenly places with me. Enthroned in glory and covered in safety. I pour out the amazement of heaven for you to see, feel, and taste in this season. You will wear my pride over your life like a crown. You are my child, and I am well pleased.

Abba God, thank you for hiding me. Today I will rest.