The Table of Prayer Communion Is the Table of Victory Where the Diet of the Conqueror Is Served
By
Moses Hightower
I am the Living Bread that came down from heaven and gave myself to the diet of death. Death's menu included me as part of its diet, but death did not know the consequences of eating the Son of man. Death swallowed up the Living Bread but could not digest the holiness of life's bread. Unholiness can never assimilate holiness, for unholiness and holiness do not mix just as oil and water do not mix. Death was forced to regurgitate the Living Bread as the whale vomited up Jonah on the dry land. Those who eat the Living Bread shall live, but those who reject life's bread shall die. Lift up your eyes to the source of life's bread. I have manna for the people. Trust in me, the only Lord God, and believe the promises made to you through Christ. I have come to confirm the ministry of the last days by the spirit of prophecy, which is the testimony of Jesus Christ. Do not be ashamed of the testimony within you. It is the testimony of the spirit, which was in the prophets. Do not be driven away from this table of communion. There is fresh bread here. There is fresh wine here. I have set a table of victory before you in the presence of enemies. Now draw nigh with your loins set for running. I shall feed you the diet of the conqueror and cause you to run with the legs of victory, which shall leap with the abounding ability of the resurrection.
You have not come to the table of devils or the table of corruption. You have come to the table of victory's water. I poured you water for cleansing and handed you meat for your strength. You gave praise and thanksgiving. You accepted the hearing given you by the word of God. Now faith is leaping from your heart where you have believed unto righteousness. Now this leaping faith comes through your mouth and is destined for healing, prosperity, and life. Allow your faith, which is the faith of Jesus Christ, to leap with the legs of the resurrection. No stone can prevent the abounding expression of this holy power. No wave of iniquity can leap high enough to bring down this exploding power of light. No storm can destroy the compass of faith, which is controlled by the love of God in your heart. No flood shall confront the standard lifted above your head. No fire shall burn you and destroy the love that constrains you. No enemy shall eat your bread, and no conspiracy shall annul the promises granted you by my faithfulness and love. No foe shall prevail in a war with you, for I have taken up your battles and made them my own. No giant shall subdue you in a wrestling match of distraction. No mountain shall stand aloof and turn you unto the wanderer's destiny, for my love lifts you to your place on the right hand of the Majesty on high with Christ where all power resides and operates. Now lift up your eyes and dry your tears, for I have chosen you to reign with me as a prince who has power with his God.
CORRUPTION, DEATH, DEFEAT, DISTRACTION, ENEMIES, AND UNHOLINESS
By Kenyetta Whitley
Jesus is the Living Bread that came down from heaven and gave himself to the diet of death. Death's menu included the Lord as part of its diet, but death did not know the consequences of eating the Son of man. Death swallowed up the Living Bread but could not digest the holiness of life's bread. Unholiness can never assimilate holiness, for unholiness and holiness do not mix just as oil and water do not mix. Death was forced to regurgitate the Living Bread as the whale vomited up Jonah on the dry land. Those who eat the Living Bread shall live, but those who reject life's bread shall die. I lift up my eyes to the source of life's bread. God has manna for the people. I trust in him, the only Lord God, and I believe the promises made to me through Christ. He has come to confirm the ministry of the last days by the spirit of prophecy, which is the testimony of Jesus Christ. I will not be ashamed of the testimony within me. It is the testimony of the spirit, which was in the prophets. I will not be driven away from this table of communion. There is fresh bread here. There is fresh wine here. The Lord has set a table of victory before me in the presence of enemies. I now draw nigh with my loins set for running. He shall feed me the diet of the conqueror and cause me to run with the legs of victory, which shall leap with the abounding ability of the resurrection.
I have not come to the table of devils or the table of corruption. I have come to the table of victory's water. He poured me water for cleansing and handed me meat for my strength. I give praise and thanksgiving. I accepted the hearing given me by the word of God. Now faith is leaping from my heart where I have believed unto righteousness. Now this leaping faith comes through my mouth and is destined for healing, prosperity, and life. I allow my faith, which is the faith of Jesus Christ, to leap with the legs of the resurrection. No stone can prevent the abounding expression of this holy power. No wave of iniquity can leap high enough to bring down this exploding power of light. No storm can destroy the compass of faith, which is controlled by the love of God in my heart. No flood shall confront the standard lifted above my head. No fire shall burn me and destroy the love that constrains me. No enemy shall eat my bread, and no conspiracy shall annul the promises granted me by the Lord’s faithfulness and love. No foe shall prevail in a war with me, for God has taken up my battles and made them his own. No giant shall subdue me in a wrestling match of distraction. No mountain shall stand aloof and turn me unto the wanderer's destiny, for his love lifts me to my place on the right hand of the Majesty on high with Christ where all power resides and operates. I lift up my eyes and dry my tears, for he has chosen me to reign with him as a prince who has power with his God.
By
Don Grigsby
Don
and Linda Grigsby
RE: RHEMA - The Table of Prayer Communion Is the Table of Victory Where the Diet of the Conqueror Is Served
Prayer is more than a supply window. Our fellowship and relationship with Jesus Christ in prayer is the oxygen for our spiritual lungs and the bread for our spiritual digestion. As we open the door to his pleading, he comes in and sups with us and we with him. As we commune with him, we partake of the spiritual power meals that we cannot find or purchase at any other table. Victory is always on the plate of those who know the value of his voice. Promises are more than peas on our plates. Promises are platters of powerful provision that will overthrow the problems of life. We are made conquerors as we dine on the diet of deity's declarations. Our invitation is not at the table of the devil. Satan offers sumptuous suppers of sin. Our table of communion with Jesus Christ is filled with the dominion that has already been ordered on our behalf. Judgments that have been written against kings and nobles will bind them and loose the power of God within us. Every weapon formed against us will be melted down by the fire of God's vengeance on our behalf at the table of victory. The Living Bread that we receive daily does not leave us at the mercy of the legions of the host of the enemy. God's spoken utterance will level the ground with the broken pieces of the armies that are swept away by the flood of his mouth. This seat at our communion with the King is just the prelude for us to reign as kings and priests with him. We will lift up our heads and rejoice.
By
Moses Hightower
There is a deep hole dug before your feet. Do not worry about it. Simply yield to me as a child, and trust my wisdom and my providence for you. Earthly maturity will not suffice in this journey through spirit-made pits. I have not planned a pit as a dwelling place for you but devils have. I have shined the light of revelation in your path. Walk in the light of righteousness and confidence in me. Do not listen to the applause of man, for it is deceptive. It is simply reaching for the pride within you. In your flesh, there is the pride of life. It desires to express itself through you. Do not allow it to express itself, but yield to me by allowing the power of silence and the power of prayer to work for you, and you shall see the great victory that I will manifest.
By
LWWC Confession Writers
There is a deep hole dug before my feet. I will not worry about it. I simply yield to God as a child and trust his wisdom and his providence for me. Earthly maturity will not suffice in this journey through spirit-made pits. The Lord has not planned a pit as a dwelling place for me but devils have. He has shined the light of revelation in my path. I walk in the light of righteousness and confidence in him. I will not listen to the applause of man, for it is deceptive. It is simply reaching for the pride within me. In my flesh, there is the pride of life. It desires to express itself through me. I will not allow it to express itself, but I will yield to God by allowing the power of silence and the power of prayer to work for me, then I shall see the great victory that he will manifest.
By
Don Grigsby
RE: RHEMA - Deliverance Out of the Belly of Trouble by the Hands of Goodness and Mercy
Trials and afflictions may take us through the furnace of affliction, but the Lord will be there to take us through to victory. No event of time is able to swallow up the eternal purpose of God. Trouble will not be able to keep the child of God in its belly. As Jonah offered the sacrifice of praise in sincere worship, God turned judgment into grace. David knew that the Lord would not deal with us after our iniquities. Goodness and mercy are the nature and character of the Lord. His eternity will swallow up the short term difficulties that come to attack our faith. God has already established a way of escape from each trouble. One of the greatest promises in the Bible is that when we cry to the Lord, he will deliver us out of all our troubles.
By
Moses Hightower
(Continued)
There is a mentality in this present hour that has shoved aside the keeping of my commandments. The spirit of sorcery, which works throughout the earth, fosters this mentality. In vain do many worship me, teaching for doctrines that are the commandments of men and not the commandments of God. Search the scriptures. They testify of me, yet in vain I am worshiped by the majority of believers. Go and proclaim the truth about me. I am not worshiped the way man devises his own worship, but I am only worshiped in spirit and in truth. Look unto me, the author and the finisher of your faith. Behold the beauty of my glory shining in the face of my church. Find my church, and you will find me, for I am in the middle of my body.
292. What is my name?
293. Then what is the name of my body?
294. What is the name of my church?
Look to the end of this journey, and behold those who stand beside the banner of love on high. Look to the end of this journey, and behold those who wear the garment of praise at the end. I have placed the garment of praise upon you. Now do not wear the garment of heaviness again. Look to the author and the finisher of your faith. Your author has not come to you and promised rejection. I have come and sealed the completion of the work that I started. I started a good work in you, and I will perform the work. You have looked to yourself and found emptiness. Come from the self-centeredness of your own mind and behold the power of your God and the promise. I have promised.
295. Will I not perform what I promised?
(To Be Continued)
February 11, 2007
By David Walls
I thank you, O Lord, that you are the Living Bread that came down from heaven and gave yourself to the diet of death. Although, death's menu included you as part of its diet, death did not know the consequences of eating the Son of God. Death may have swallowed you up but it could not digest your holiness. You are the Living Bread. I am indebted to you for life's bread that you so freely have given to me. Unholiness can never assimilate holiness, for unholiness and holiness do no not mix just as oil and water do not mix. Death was forced to regurgitate the Living Bread as the whale vomited up Jonah on the dry land. Those who eat the Living Bread shall live, but those who reject life's bread shall die. I lift up my eyes to the source of life’s bread. You have manna for the people. I trust in you, the only Lord God, and I believe the promises made to me. I am grateful that you have come to confirm the ministry of the last days by the spirit of prophecy, which is your testimony, the testimony of Jesus Christ. I will not be ashamed of this testimony within me. It is the testimony of the spirit, which was in the prophets. I will not be driven away from this table of communion. I received of the fresh bread and fresh wine that is here. I am honored that you have set a table of victory before me in the presence of my enemies. I now draw nigh with my loins set for running. You shall feed me the diet of the conqueror and cause me to run with the legs of victory, which shall leap with the abounding ability of the resurrection. I am indebted to you because you have not brought me to the table of devils or the table of corruption, but you have brought me to the table of victory's water. I give you praise and thanksgiving for the water that you have poured for me. I appreciate its cleansing and I am grateful for the meat that you have handed me for my strength. I accept the hearing that you have given me by your word. Now, faith is leaping from my heart where I have believed unto righteousness. Now this leaping faith comes through my mouth and is destined for healing, prosperity, and life.
I allow your faith, which is the faith of Jesus Christ, to leap with the legs of the resurrection. No stone can prevent the abounding expression of this holy power. No wave of iniquity can leap high enough to bring down this exploding power of light. No storm can destroy the compass of faith, which is controlled by your love in my heart. No flood shall confront the standard lifted above my head. No fire shall burn me and destroy the love that constrains me. No enemy shall eat my bread, and no conspiracy shall annul the promises granted me by your faithfulness and love. No foe shall prevail in a war with me, for you have taken up my battles and made them your own. By grace, no giant shall subdue me in a wrestling match of distraction. No mountain shall stand aloof and turn me unto the wanderer's destiny, for your love lifts me to my place on the right hand of the Majesty on high with you where all power resides and operates. I lift up my eyes and dry my tears, for you have chosen me to reign with you as a prince who has power with his God.
I rejoice that prayer is more than a supply window. My fellowship and relationship with you in prayer is the oxygen for my spiritual lungs and the bread for my spiritual digestion. As I open the door to your pleading, I am grateful that you come in and sup with me and I with you. As I commune with you, I partake of the spiritual power meals that I cannot find or purchase at any other table. Victory is always on the plate of those who know the value of your voice. Promises are more than peas on my plate. Promises are platters of powerful provision that will overthrow the problems of life. I thank you that I am made a conqueror as I dine on the diet of deity's declarations. My invitation is not at the table of the devil. Satan may offer sumptuous suppers of sin, but my table of communion with you, O Lord, is filled with the dominion that has already been ordered on my behalf. Judgments that have been written against kings and nobles will bind them and loose the power of God within me. Every weapon formed against me will be melted down by the fire of your vengeance on my behalf at the table of victory. The living bread that I receive daily does not leave me at the mercy of the legions of the host of the enemy. Your spoken utterance will level the ground with the broken pieces of the armies that are swept away by the flood of your mouth. This seat at the communion with you, the King, is just the prelude for me to reign as a king and priest with you. I will lift up my head and rejoice.
RE: PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING - February 11, 2007
We are not in the soup line on the starvation rations of sin. We have a feast prepared of fat things, even the presence of our enemies. In the desert place and in the room of the most dreadful fears and stresses, there is victory on the table of the spirit of life. Death has prepared its tables and invited all to come and partake of the poison of sin and corruption. It will always taste good, but when it gets on the inside, slow death begins. We are as Daniel and his three Hebrew friends. We have refused to eat the king's meat of this world. We are dedicated to the menu that will make us ten times fairer, fatter, and wiser than anyone else of this world’s diet. We will not eat at the table of pride, but we will indulge at the table of praise. Our worship sets a banquet table for the King of kings, and it supplies us with strength for the journey. Living bread is the portion that the Lion of the tribe of Judah has provided for us. It is the bread that we joyfully feast upon, which strengthens the hearts of men.
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