Strength for the Warfare
Hey You…
My mighty man of valor
My winner, my over comer
I’m sitting here observing your mannerisms, listening attentively thinking
I see you on the other side of this struggle/transition/war
Victorious, you’re coming through this
Getting beyond it
I see you stronger, better
You’re looking great, strapping, vibrant, resilient, and full of vitality
Darling…
I see the press, the effort you’re exerting
I know the fight is intense
You have what and who it takes to beat this
You are God’s man, the man, my man
Warrior and King
Possessing all power, seizing the land
Taking back and gaining new territory
Obtaining rewards and favor
Honey…
Take courage my dearest, preferred one, my promise of better
Continue to engage in battle, you’re destined to win
I’m already anticipating ways to celebrate this victory
There will be time to recuperate, to breathe,
To catch your footing; allow your wounds to heal
Sweetheart…
God’s given me the salve to apply every where it hurts
The gift of healing and restoration is in my touch
Come in, unto me rest your head and share your essence
Let’s celebrate your accomplishments
Explore places we’ve always dreamed of going
Big B…
I’m here for you
I see you whole, always as an over comer, accomplishing
I’m not shook, doubting your futures successes
So feel, be replenished in the comfort of my love, our love
I count it a continual honor to be your private, special place
As you enter and exit the battle, contest for all you’re called to
Know that God’s given you a haven
Look forward to this as you brawl with all your might
You will finish and then return to my arms embrace
My, My (Mines)…
I’m always awaiting your triumphs
Praying your strength, covering you
Know I got your back; I’m standing against every attack
That is trying to attach itself to your purpose, to detour your destiny
Desiring to rob you of confidence in the vision, mission,
Gifts and talents God’s given you
Attempting to deplete your strength, destroy your hope, and alter your course
Beloved…
Yes this is hard, the pressure is seemingly unbearable
It’s the weapon formed trying to take you out
But it CAN”T, it WON’T
God’s with and for you (us), He’s already won the war
The particulars of the warfare is processing, developing
You are being enhanced through pain
You’re growing through your times in His hands
Baby you are called to and for greatness,
Man of God, my man know that I love you
Receive strength for the warfare
~AntTBri

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