Your words, oh Lord, are pregnant with destiny.

They stir faith in us that we, by believing, may be transformed into the substance and realities they express.

With earnest entreaty you invite us to pursue and apprehend the words and the promises that You’ve spoken.

You beckon us to lay hold of that for which You offered Your Son.

You call us to enter in to the land of promise, the land of intimate, continuous life in the Holy Spirit, declaring it ours by right and inheritance.

Father God, you speak Your living words like a father speaks vision and victory to a son or daughter. That we may be made conformable to those words - grow into them.

For thou hast magnified thy word together with thy name,
And Thou hast made me bold with strength in my soul.