I drop my face in my hands
I call out to my friend
I whisper these words to Him
What should I write?
With my face peeping out
I see lights shining,
people moving around
Every one in their own world
I turn to my friend again
And ask, ” what should I say? ”
speak forth and I will call out
When all this is done, I will make mention of your Name!
Haven’t yet grasped what He said
But faintly I can hear Him speak
” Your time, your time, your time”
I draw nigh but with a heart racing faster than a wild horse.
I close my eyes
And let these words sink into me!
Slowly but steadily I accept its my time!
What I heard at first as the rumblings
Now turn out to be enchantments.
My heart filled with joy
I raise my head with the chin straight in the air
Boldness welling up in my soul
I declare unto them all its #YourTime
On the 3rd of November, Pneuma Word Ministries will be relaunching “The Pneuma Fellowship ” at Kampala Parent’s School Naguru. Come and attest to the authentic presence of God manifested in the word, worship and prophecy.
God has a word for Everyone.
” 1Chronicles 12:32 of the sons of Issachar who had understanding of the times, to know what Israel ought to do, their chiefs were two hundred; and all their brethren were at their command; “
You are Loved
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