“Blessed be the Lord, my rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle;”

‭‭Psalms‬ ‭144‬:‭1‬

Lord God, we have begun to see the fierceness of the battle Your enemy is waging against Your church. There is no respite and no letting up. I confess that I feel inadequate to fight as I still see myself as young and not on the front lines. But in these day, no one is spared and the front lines come to your feet. Lord God, keep my hands lifted up in prayer to You. Keep them up even as Aaron and Hur kept Moses’ hand lifted with the staff. And Lord, we pray our fingers would be plucking the strings to sing praises to You. For in Your house, You inhabit the praises of Your people. Your enemy has one fear, that is Your presence. So we keep ourselves next to the Shepherd. It’s not by might, nor by power, but by Your Spirit that we win. And it is in Your victory that we lift up shields of faith and the sword of the Spirit and stand in Christ’s finished work on Calvary. We are standing on victory ground. We are of the Army of the Living God! Here we are Lord. Use us. In Jesus’ victorious name!