You were not made for the shadows,not crafted for quiet corners of fear.The breath of the Almighty shaped you,etched purpose deep within your bones,and whispered destiny into your soul.
How long will you slumber in doubt?How long will you dim the fire within?The earth groans for your rising,creation leans in, waiting—for the sound of your voice,the weight of your steps,the force of your becoming.
Did David not rise from the fields,a shepherd boy turned warrior king?Did Esther not break silence,a hidden jewel turned royal deliverer?Did Moses not part the sea,a stammering man turned liberator?
And you?You were not meant for chains of hesitation.You were not designed to kneel before fear.You are the storm that terrifies darkness,the light that shatters the night.
Stand. Walk. Run. Soar!Let heaven recognize your stride.Let hell tremble at your awakening.Let your life echo in eternity—as one who dared to live,as one who refused to die full.
For the kingdom suffers no more delay.The time is now.