God woke me in the night to pray for our nation. It felt so critical. Ray and I took time to pray together. He prayed around a verse that says a curse without cause will not land; he prayed that the curse would return to the one who sent the curse; not for destruction but for rebuke.
You may agree, or not; that's okay. You pray as God prompts you. I prayed that Christians would circle their wagons around Trump and his family--those wagons being prayer. I prayed that God would raise up an army to pray for our nation. I want to be a part of that army, but I prayed for protection for me and my family. Satan doesn't like pray-ers. I prayed for God to raise up intercessors in churches across the nation. I had a distinct feeling of battle. I could be crazy, but God can sort crazy prayers from right ones. So, all is well. May we see God intervene.
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