I pray your spirit will saturate and comfort your children, who need you. Father, in this watch hour, I petition your throne to confront every storm of destruction and every wave of distraction that is being put into motion against your people. Father, destroy every curse that tries to steal blessings, stop purpose, interrupt destinies and dismantle the attack; before it even begins.
There’s somebody restless with worry and tossing because their pillow is wet with tears. There’s somebody who keeps drinking, just to stop the visions of the worst day of their life. Somebody is starring at pills, to quiet the voices. Somebody is in the eye of the storm and chaos is everywhere they look.
God, rescue your people.
That’s why I’m up, at this very hour, praying for peace. This is why, I’m up, praying for light to cast out the darkness during the darkest time of night. God, I’m decreeing peace, right now. Even if we don’t understand, give peace to trust your plan.
Father, I’m pleading the blood of your only son Jesus, right now. Why? For those who need to feel your touch and see you work. I’m pleading the blood of Jesus. Why? For somebody who simply needs you. I’m pleading the blood. Why? Because you said, if I ask in faith, it shall be. I’m asking for those who can’t find the words, those to weak to pray, to tired to cry and to angry to believe.
Allow my faith to cover them and don’t allow their faith to fail.