Oh Father, it is I your child asking of the privilege to come unto your presence with thanksgiving. Yielding at your feet as your spirit sweep through my secret closet. It is I coming unto your throne of grace, here to ask of forgiveness of anything within me Father, that I know not of. I endeavor to worship you in spirit and in truth continuing to pray according to your word. Yet, listening to the shifting of the atmosphere as you release me your daughter in the place of intercession.
Warfare has become great but yet I press through with a willing for break through to come forth on behalf of your people. Father I know not what to pray only as my spirit makes intercession for me. I am here and yielded unto what you may want me to do. A pressing with power and authority in which you have entrusted me your daughter with in prayer to overcome all obstacles of the enemy on behalf of your people.
Warring against every power and principality and standing in the gap with weeping and lament. Who is it Father do I pray for, show me a face, give me the name. Is it a country, the president, the ministry? I am here and will remain quiet as I wait for your small still voice to speak unto my heart of concern. Anxious, no Father but willing to pray as you lead me. Prostrate in your presence pushing through as the seraphim angels usher me in with a great welcome.
I begin to pray with great militant prayer to counteract all backlash and weapons against your people. Father no matter how long it takes I release myself to you. Now break through is coming, break through is here. It has been sealed to all ends of the earth. Father thank you for the release.
