I woke up like this I woke up with this pain This pain that flows deeper than the passion in my veins This pain I can no longer keep like a secret Pressed down, shaken up I released it to Jesus.
Dear ABBA, Teach me how to love me past the pain, past the limitations and the miscommunications between my heart and my brain. Wash me again in more Black Girl Magic and release me back into the world to complete my mission here on earth. Let execution be my new style, help me to wear it well. Help me to do what's best for me from this moment forward. Help me to be consistent in an inconsistent world, direct my steps and help me to be patient as my life slowly unfolds before my eyes. Grant me a spirit of discernment and give me the wisdom that is needed to make the right choices daily. Send your Super into my natural today. In the mighty name of Jesus the Christ and by the power of your Holy Spirit.
Question of the day
What did you wake up with today? Is it worth holding on to or do you need to let it go?
I am called into this day by God and I declare that no weapon formed against me today will prosper. I am entering into beast mode and I will not be stopped. I am going to go even harder today than yesterday, to get the things that I am praying for according to the will of my father. For I know according to Roman 8:28 "All things work together for those who love the Lord and are called according to his purpose."