You still got it, my sister!

“But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellence of the power may be of God and not of us. We are hard-pressed on every side, yet not crushed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed— always carrying about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our body.” 2 Corinthians 4:7-10

My sister, God gave me a vision that you were coming out of an intense spiritual battle. While standing looking around at all of the destruction and loss, you were feeling your arms, your face, your legs, and around your body to make sure everything was still there. God told me to tell you that everything is still there. I know that massive weapon from Satan looked like it was going to completely destroy you, but you’re still here; you still got all that God gave you through Jesus. You’re still who God said you are. You still have everything God said you have. You still will do everything He called and chose you to do. You still got His anointing. You still got His grace. Oh yes! His face still shines upon you, and He still loves you with an everlasting and unfading love. That battle couldn’t have you. The fire couldn’t destroy you. The wreck couldn’t take you out. God’s hand has been on your life since the day you were born, and He is still holding you close to His side, momma. Go ahead and feel around; you still got it! God’s purpose and plan for your life are still wonderfully intact. It doesn’t matter what the enemy has tried to do; all that matters is what Jesus already did for you over 2,000 years ago on the cross. The suffering you endure only makes the life of Christ clearly seen in you!

Prayer: Hallelujah. Thank you, Jesus. Glory to God. Lord, I’m feeling around, and everything is still here. My faith. My purpose. My life in you. My gifts and calling from you. I still got it. That weapon from the enemy was massive, but it didn’t work. Thank you, it didn’t work. I am covered by the blood of Jesus, and your mighty hand is on my life. Thank you, Father, that no weapon formed against me shall prosper. No matter what I’ve lost along the way, I still got you and all of the spiritual blessings you’ve given me in Christ Jesus. I’m still seated in heavenly places in Christ, and my name is still written in your Book of Life. Thank you, Father!

(Read Isaiah 54:17)