I know these things must come to pass and face them I must.  Lord the pain associated with watching the innocent be overwhelmed in the consuming interest of an enemy pent on destruction is shattering to our courage, patience and resolve.  But these are the things of your Spirit that we might be filled with that strength and endurance beyond our own resolve. Father let me look now to the marriage between your indwelling Spirit and my mortal solvency, that I might rise above my own temperance and become something wielded in your direction that may sweep this enemy from the field.  Give me character not available to reason but something of pure faith, an understanding that enlightens those obstacles unbreakable and a surety that stands in the dragon’s fiery breath.  Make us men that we might stand the field of this battle for the world’s elderly and infant.  Let us be filled with faith that we might come from this day with the invitation to pleasing you, enormous, unrequited and unexcused FAITH.

Lord let me not offer excuse but orderly cognizance of your intention for our stead.  Let us confer in common agreement as to the gifts we bring, the mouths waiting to be fed and those things that must be accomplished to usher in the Kingdom of Righteousness.  Let us walk that path meant for our feet alone, seldom traveled by the virtues of ordinary men, but set aside for Kings and Priests who would enter the presence of God.  Father give us the undimmed light of Your Shekinah Glory that our way might clearly glow guiding our feet through darkness where we might deliver your Spirit to the foray, chasing harm and wickedness in our path.  Let us be free, free to follow that choice we’ve made, the loyalty, dedication and surrender to Your Leading Voice.  That we might find our way rapidly and precisely to the moment of destiny we have anticipated with Joy for all our waking lives.

Father, Come like the Whirlwind of fury, pushing back this evil that threatens to overtake this globe. Bind them from their evil intent.  Spin them at ever increasing velocity that they might be torn asunder with centrifugal force and splendor.  Dash them to the earth that they might be found incapable of holding breath to speak ill of You.  Send Your Holy Fire upon all that we might surpass the test of its cleansing and all else be burned to cinder in it wake, leaving nothing but truth, hope and righteous Good.  That only that things resembling You remain intact.

We thank You and praise You for this opportunity to see ourselves in the Light of Your Plan for our Creation.  In Hope We Stand, Loving You.  In Jesus’ Name.