Say Yes to Victory!


Nearly every night, I wake up and I see faces. These faces have no names, and I have no idea who I am actually seeing. While I am meditating on these faces, it is as if a film is lifted, and I no longer just see people. Their very heart and souls are revealed to me. Sometimes, what I see makes me smile with contentment and joy, knowing that there are people whose simple pleasure of life brings joy to everyone they encounter. On the other hand, many times I find myself troubled by what I witness, for in their eyes I see sadness, sorrow, discouragement and fear. I see little boy’s crying in their bed, not wanting anyone to know how unloved they feel. I see little girls afraid to get up in the morning, wondering if the day will hold great torment or not. I see women who have reached the end of themselves, trying to be everything to everyone all the time. Then, suffering from great guilt feeling like their best is never good enough. I see men whom had great dreams for their life and who they would become in despair with disappointment and anger. They live in shame over all things they didn’t do or over the person they never became.

Thankfully, all these faces, all these eyes that I stare into every night do not haunt me. They ignite me. When I see these people, I know it is time to pray. I pray for deliverance. I pray for peace. I pray that the love of God sweeps over these lovely people, and that He overshadows them with His care. I pray for all these people. I may even be praying for you.