"... 'Have faith in God. For assuredly, I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, 'Be removed and be cast into the sea,' and does not doubt in his heart, but believes that those things he says will be done, he will have whatever he says. Therefore I say to you, whatever things you ask when you pray, believe that you will receive them, and you will have them.'"
'The extent of power that You have granted to me Lord is absolutely astounding. It's like holding a match that could ignite an explosion that would spread and effect the entire globe. And yet, I stand there, only holding the match and not placing it upon the fuse to commence the chain reaction of events required to blow the energy contained in that small canister called "prayer". Why is that? And if I knew why, what would I pray for?
No doubt the reasons and excuses are countless, not the least of which is the enemy's distractions combined with my very own laziness. Pathetic! Greater is He that is within me than he that is in the world (cf. I John 4:4), and there's no temptation so great that I cannot overcome it by the power You've granted me. (cf. I Corinthians 10:13) So I pray now that You'd mow down these puny little interferences and pave the way for me to walk in prayer for great things. And the great thing(s) I pray for today, and ask that I might pray for it regularly (daily) by faith and without doubting, is that You'd take my life and move it in a direction for the sake of Your Kingdom that causes it to be turned upside down if necessary. I don't care what it takes, Lord (and I think I mean that sincerely); don't let me waste another day investing into things that are temporal. Yank me out of my comfort zone and give me and my family the strength and stamina to press on with our eyes fixed on the eternity set before us. May it be so radical in the world's eyes that no one would question its source... God Almighty. At this moment I do not doubt, and at this moment I do believe. May the barren fig tree no longer remain barren, but yield a harvest so full that its branches are almost hanging on the ground and about to break from the heaviness of its weight.'
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