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Power In Prayer

There is power in prayer. Yesterday was the National Day of Prayer, which takes place every First Thursday of May. When we pray it moves the hand of God and our faith even the size of a mustard seed can tumble the walls of Jericho and move mountains. The walls of Jericho represent our insecurities and fears. Our mountains moved and being cast into the sea is when we aren't moved by our circumstances and we persevere through it all with God. It also opens the windows and doors of heaven for God's favor and blessings as well as protection, and provision.

Pastor Art Sepulveda and I with a guest at our prayer gathering.

Last year God supernaturally protected me when I got assaulted on my way to grab groceries. A teenager recognized me as the beatboxer he knows and I acknowledged him while this older man next to him approached me and asked me for drugs. I told him I have no drugs, and I offered to pray for him. Without warning the man used his skateboard and attacked me on my head. I felt no pain, I did not flinch, I did not go "ouch," and I showed, "no fear." Without a fight that man walked away. I discerned what happened and recognized what happened in the spiritual realm. I first rebuked the devourer out loud, "satan, get behind me." Then I blessed the man with boldness and authority, "that's right sir, keep on walking and know that God loves you and Jesus is walking alongside you right now. Know that you are forgiven. I forgive you. Sir, know that Jesus is holding your hand right now as you are walking. Jesus loves you sir. He will keep walking with you. Jesus will not leave you, fail you and he will not forsake you. I want you to know that Jesus loves you sir." Then I was prompted by the Holy Spirit to pray in the heavenly language and mysteries of God in that area as I proceeded to get groceries. I am grateful I did not flesh out, and I supernaturally experienced no pain and no fear. He could have had another weapon, a knife or gun. It's not worth it and the Holy Spirit gave me immediate discernment that our warfare is not carnal and on how I handled that situation was what Father God equipped me to do. I am not ashamed of the Gospel. The hand of God protected me that night.

​Mighty Men of God at the Men of Conquest Conference

Prior to heading out for groceries, I prayed up to put on the whole armor of God, the helmet of salvation, the breast plate of righteousness, the shield of faith to quench the wiles and fiery darts of the evil one, the belt of truth, the sword of the Spirit which is the Word of God, and the sandals of the preparation of the Gospel. Then I went. God protected me.

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