A God Mama Will Fight!

Today's post varies from the norm. Recently while praying, I opened my journal to receive from the Lord, and the following is the result. I pray it goes forth in the name of the Lord accomplishing His will. Be encouraged. A God Mama will fight~






A restless lioness roams the night watches. One of her cubs is outside the safety of the pride's territory. At the break of dawn, she still looks about, restless with concern for her cub...


There had been a seriousness about the King's features for a number of weeks now. This morning his manner is even more so. His care and love for His own never wavers or lessens. If anything, the time spent with His most faithful and devoted warriors is more lengthy and sweeter. Yet there is a concern, and all who serve Him know it. They can sense it in their spirits. The King is yearning for part of His bride.


One of His treasured warriors has been spending less time at His feet and gradually bit by bit been spending more of her days with someone else. She is giving significant time to one who does not serve Him, and the King misses her. Part of Himself is missing. He wooed her and tenderly whispered her name on the morning breeze. He caressed her face with the last rays of evening yet she hurried to her mortal-made device to further relations with the one who serves Him not brushing the King's loving touch aside in her haste.


Her comrades in arms, those faithful few who have been assigned to serve the King with her have been prayerfully reporting their concerns to their Lord. Not wanting to compromise the bond of peace Redeemer King jointed them with, their inquiries of her have been few. The sadness that fills them when their beloved comrade answers falsely is great. Apparently she has forgotten how much the King loves truth. He is truth. To answer falsely is to reject Him, the One she claims to love and serve.


One seasoned warrior flies into an impassioned display of emotional pain. Was this same comrade not the one whom the King valiantly rescued from the forces and wounds of the dark so recently? Has she so quickly forgotten all the King has done for her? The terror He brought her out of? Before the veterans emotions tear peace's bond further, the King places His hand on her shoulder. Instantly the warrior recognizes her Lord lover. Every fiber of her being trembles with desire to be alone with Him, the One her soul loves. Only He can make sense of her heart's pain. The warrior bride has to get away with the King! His touch drives away the turmoil of pain and fear. Nothing and no one calms her inner storm like the King. And yet...


...as much as the warrior longs for intimacy with the King, there are struggles attempting to distract her, to draw her back to the places she roamed before she knew her Beloved King. The wail of the lonely deserted night beckons with a ferociousness that pulls at her memories strong. How much easier it was to let loose ungodly emotions caring only for her own relief and no others'. There was a time it was only her. No comrades or beloved companions to consider or guide. No King to love and serve save herself. Of course that was a long time ago. Many years have gone by since those days. Fighting to be free, battle worn, the warrior bride forgets the loneliness, the bondage, the abuse of those faraway years without the King.


A sudden dash of clarity wakes the warrior with start. "Wait! What am I doing? I don't want to go back! I do not wish to return to death!!!" Running, the weary one is crushed close in the arms of the King. The beating of His heart is the only sound to be heard. Soon, sleepy in her Lover's embrace, the veteran warrior feels her insides relax as turmoil and despair are driven away by the presence of the King. At once the storm is calmed, the bond of peace fully in place.


Her comrade in danger still, the warrior in her Savior King's love, with heavenly fire blazing from her heart and eyes, now gazes into the night. Seeing what her comrade cannot, the King's warrior stares strong. These words she speaks soft but sure, "I am a God Mama, and this is what a God Mama does. A God mama is given Heavenly rewards, and over these rewards she fights. She gets on her knees, she takes up her Sword, she slices through lies of dark. A God Mama fights, and God Her Source keeps the rewards He has given." "My rewards belong to the King. To the King I have taught them to be true, as my God Mama taught me. As I have followed my God Mama, so too my rewards will follow me straight into the heart of the King. The King of Kings and the Lord of Lords reigns supreme! To Him our knees we bow. To Him our praises sing."


These words of the seasoned warrior mother are softly spoken yet their strength rings loud through the dark of night. Like a clarion call, the King's love saturating them shines like a blazing torch of truth. Demons of deception scurry in terror of the God Mama's voice. All of darkness' kingdom knows God Mamas are best kept dull, calm, undisturbed. For if a God Mama gets disturbed, a God Mama will fight. Fight and win in the Love of God.


Alarms are going off! Forces are running for cover. "A God Mama is at war, and she is mad! Run! We've been spotted! We've been caught! Run!" the dark forces and their imps scream as they run. Confusion and chaos rule the scrambling workers of evil. Experience orders their fear. They know the damage a God Mama at war will do. It is like nothing else known, this love fight a mother of God wars over her children, her heavenly rewards, when they are in danger. There will be no prisoners taken. Total destruction of darkness will occur.


With the roar that only a lioness of Judah can release, the atmosphere of heaven and earth reverberates with this God Mama's words, "In the name of Jesus LET MY CHILD GO! LEAVE HER ALONE! She is covered with the blood of Jesus! She is the fruit of my womb! I am a covenant child of God, and according to this covenant made by the blood of Jesus, the fruit of my womb is blessed, protected, and kept! Forces of Darkness, you are trespassing on covenant property. In the name of Jesus, get away from my child, NOW! Be gone in Jesus' name!"


As the God Mama continues to pray and speak and decree the Word of Truth over her child, strength rises and overflows from within until she has not only prayed for and covered one of her children but all of them and not only her children but all the children in the world! Yes, a God Mama will fight. Heavenly language pours from her lips in an unstoppable flood. Oh how the forces of darkness regret awakening this God Mama. One too many times her child has been messed with. The Lion of Judah within her is roaring with the most terrifying of all roars, the roar of a Mama saying "Enough is Enough!"


As the intensity gives way to the release of peace, the Mama warrior smiles. Her day will contain continued prayers, but peace of heart has been restored. Her heart is at peace. Whether the physical evidence says so or not, she knows her comrade is covered in the blood of Jesus and will return to her King. A seasoned God warrior knows victory is won before it is seen. God the King has spoken. Victory is sure. The warrior rejoins her comrades full of the King.


"King of Kings and Lord of Lords Glory, Hallelujah!"


...The lioness purrs content. Her cub safe in the Lion of Judah's pride.



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