Hello My Beloved,

I see you. I see you fighting and contending for the faith. I see you standing up for righteousness, justice, and with a heart broken for the things that break my heart. I see your will bent in submission toward my will and for my use and pleasure. 

I see you wondering where I am, and why I am seemingly moving so slow. I am not mad at you for feeling the way you do, but like Job, do not curse me. I have double joy, double rest, double victory, and restoration in store for you as you stand and fight. 

I see you clothed with my full armor. I see your loins girded with the belt of truth and you wearing the breastplate of righteousness. I see you wearing the preparation of the gospel of peace as your sandals and holding up the shield of faith. I see your mind protected with the helmet of salvation, and you bearing up the Sword of the Spirit, my Word. And yes, I hear the mighty weapon of prayer on your lips. I cannot ignore the sweet smelling incense of your words in my nostrils, engaging my attention and sending angels into flight to fight spiritually for you.

As my Son was, beloved, I see you being tempted in the wilderness and tried on every side and yet standing on the truth of scripture! Just as I sent ministering angels to my Son when he victoriously endured temptation, beloved I will send them to you before you begin your public ministry. 

Each experience I allow shapes and molds you more and more into the image of my Son, so when they see you, they see Him. Beloved, they, your agitators, do not despise you, they despise me, but if your endure this persecution and do not faint and do not bow to the enemy, you will be blessed! I am holding you up with my righteous right hand, so STAND!

You will not be worn down! I see you my beloved. Stand, and faint NOT!

Love, Abba Father