God's Family

I would love to have you visit my church. Not only because it's a group of people with a strong desire to be in God's perfect will, not because we are a new church, but because we meet in a Jewish Temple.

The fact that Jesus was Jewish, and we are grafted into Abraham's line by the blood of Jesus, makes our meeting there more special to me.

In the front there is a beautiful stained glass circular window, in the window are twelve squares situated clockwise around the inside of the circle, the banner of each of the twelve tribes of Israel is in a square. Sometime I'll post a picture of it for you to see. It's beautiful.

We had our first praise and worship night a couple of Sundays ago.

God is always faithful to His people when they let go of all the outward trimmings and just get down to business and worship Him for who He is.

No laundry list, no bargaining, no looking around at what others are doing, just pure from the gut worship. You and God and no one else.....there His power is released on our behalf.

While singing I looked up at the stained glass window and started crying. You see, the pictures on the stained glass suddenly became very real to me.

I couldn't take my eyes off the piece. Each of the twelve Tribes represented there, in a place where God is so sacred, were real people.

Families, Mothers, Fathers, Grandparents, Babies, Teens, Aunts, Uncles, rich, poor, sick, healthy everyone in Abraham's lineage became human to me. These were now my people, because I have been adopted into God's kingdom.

They were real people, not just names, and words on the pages of my Bible, not just historical figures. They were real, I could see them.

At that moment I knew it wasn't just our little group worshiping, but millions of people who have gone before us. Members of those original twelve tribe and all their descendants were joining us in worship.

I was completely overwhelmed at the bigness of that moment.

Every time we raise our voice in worship it's not just us, but a chorus of ancestors all related by a covenant made thousands of years ago that's still in effect today. A covenant threaded through history, joining us by the blood of Jesus, our common denominator, the ultimate sacrificial lamb.

I think we tend to Americanize Jesus like we have a lock on all things Holy.

We get so caught up in today's modern religious practices we forget about the rich history that led us to where we are today. We forget these people are real, and we don't have a lock on anything, these people paved the way for us to be who we are today and we are paving the way for future generations.

I will surely bless you and make your descendants as numerous as the stars in the sky and as the sand on the seashore. Gen. 22:17

We are numbered in that count, our children and grandchildren are numbered in His family

Someday people will be worshiping and we will be a part of that heavenly chorus joining them.

And so it goes, one generation leading the way for another, teaching, setting an example, telling our stories to glorify our Creator. It's so much bigger than politics, jobs, cars, jewelry, bank accounts, it's about being part of a family that is so big the numbers can't be counted.

God's Family.

So my Family members, God our Father craves our worship because He is God, we worship Him because of who He is.

Today and everyday as you go about your business take time to worship Him and listen for the millions of voices joining you in singing His Praises.

Blessings,

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty

Thankful Thursday......

OK, today is "Thankful Thursday" so I will proceed...

Tuesday my friend Elizabeth and I went to the HolyLand Experience where these photos were taken.

After the body of Christ was taken down from the cross I stood there looking at an empty cross with the "blood stained" cloth they used to remove the body.

I am so grateful my Savior doesn't hang on a cross, have His remains buried in some cave in the Middle East or worse just disappeared with out a trace.

My Savior descended into the depths of hell, captured the keys to open the prison doors and set us free from sin and death.

Because He took every sin, temptation, and disease into Him self and carried it with Him to the cross we are free.

He has the keys ready for us to take and use to pray our children free, to pray release for our household and to open the doors to total restoration.

He's holding the keys out for us to use to unlock healing for our household, friends, and our Country. He has all ready done the work, all we have to do is go with all the faith we have and start opening doors.

I can see them opening now.

Some of them rusted shut. With some anointing oil on the hinges and the Keys to the Kingdom in our possession we can call our family out from behind locked doors and into His presence for salvation, healing, deliverance, restoration, total forgiveness and unconditional love.

We as Godly Women and Men are challenged to put on God's Armor, pick up out Battle Gear and

start unlocking some doors.

He's done His part, now it's time for us to do ours.

If you're weary in battle, don't give up....He will send Angels to minister to you, He will lift you up with His right hand and you will regain your strength to keep standing on your families behalf.

Always remember, you are not alone in this fight, and in that have peace and rest assured what He has started He will finish.

So, what are you thankful for this beautiful Thursday?

Congratulations to my friend Elizabeth who became an American Citizen today!! God Bless America...

Blessings,

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty

My Plan vs. God's Plan

Plan A. Graduate High School, go to college, become a teacher, get married, have children, be a stay at home Mom. OK I'm telling my age on this one!

Plan B. Go to Cosmetology school, get my license, work, get married have children, work part time.

Plan C. Go to Canada with husband and children, live on a religious commune, wait to become the "voice crying in the Wilderness" OOPS!

Plan D. Return to USA with husband and children, be a stay at home Mom

Plan E. Join Mary Kay, work my way up the ladder to National Director, take care of my family for life! Loved my Pink Cadillac.....

Plan F. Walk into sin....take my family with me...divorce, marry again then 20 years of blackness and pain

Plan G. Go through the divorce from Hell, lose everything important to me, start life over in my 50's

Plan H. Find a career I can do for the rest of my life b/c no retirement, see Plan G.

Plan I. Great job secure for the rest of my working days, get laid off due to Company going under

Plan J. Live on unemployment, w/o alimony that was awarded being paid, see Plan G.

Plan K. Find a career I can do for the rest of my working life while on unemployment see Plan J

Plan L. Find a great hobby on line writing sharing my faith, but it doesn't pay the rent.

Plan M. Fall helplessly into the arms of my Father realizing plan A-L are my plans and His perfect plan is yet to unfold for me.

Relinquishing all rights to my life's plans and ambitions brings me full circle don't you think?

I'm back to Plan A. Only this time, with much prayer and humbleness, I will walk toward, and not side step from my Father's path.

All my failed plans are strewn like flower petals behind me.

The good news is, from each failed plan I have learned lessons that have propelled me forward. I have met true friends that will be carried with me on the rest of my journey.

Where am I going now? I don't know....

What I do know is this...

Many are the plans of a woman's heart, but it is the Lord's purpose that prevails. Prov19:21

Even with all my past failures, because my heart is turned toward my Father, His purpose will prevail in my life.

Should He choose to not reveal it to me right now, it's OK. I have come to learn to trust Him and not try to orchestrate too much because I don't want to be so caught up in my plans that I miss His.

In sharing all this with you I want you to see and understand something very important.

Our past doesn't matter, when we come to the end of ourselves and fall at His feet, He'll pick up the broken pieces, dust us off and set us on the perfect path He designed for us.

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11

So, whatever life's plan you find yourself on right now, it's not too late to give it up and run to the One that all ready has your life's journey planned from the end to the beginning.

Run to Him, His arms of love are open wide.

He's waiting to turn your life into the very thing He created you for. Turn all your past over to Him and let His creative energy be your guide into your God created future!

Blessings,

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty

Free To Be Me

I have entered a scholarship contest to attend a Retreat for Women who have blogs. Go figure!

I love the name "FREE TO BE ME" wow.....

Since my unemployment began in March I have stumbled upon a whole new world on the internet.

No, not just my farms, my yoville world, and my tropical island, pillow fights, water fights, and Twitter but a world of Women who share what God has given them.

I discovered the world of ministry in blogging.... wow, what a concept.

While checking for jobs, applying for unemployment, I could write down all the "stuff" God was putting in me.

I had an outlet.

My concern was, I'm not that computer savvy, html and links, and all are a foreign concept to me.

Slowly, as I take baby steps, I'm learning enough to put the words He has given me out there.

It's not fancy and certainly not professional, but it is from my heart and I believe that has to count for something.

When the Single Mother's Ministry I was helping with was stopped by the church I was attending, I had no where to "get rid" of the words God would put in my heart. I kept writing lessons and shared them with a few close friends.

I am so happy to be able to share what He has given me and so honored that He would give me words to say.

So, if your reading this, I would like to thank you for being here.

I can only pray that as He gives me words and I put them out there for people to read, somewhere in the process a few hearts will be touched.

Whatever He is putting in front of you, step out. Even if it's something you've never done before or never even thought of before, it could be the beginning of a whole new adventure for you and God. Don't be afraid, He's holding you up and if you fall flat on your face, He'll pick you up and set you on your way.

If you are interested in more information on the retreat there's a link on the side bar of my blog. I have no idea how to put it in here so you'll just have to look for it! :)

Blessings

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty

God's Garden

Pictured to the right are our sad, sad tomato plants.

Amy did her best to grow tomatoes. She watered, weeded, separated, sprayed for bugs, prayed and whatever else we could come up with to make them healthy and produce beautiful tomatoes.

I cheered her on trying to come up with semi-intelligent suggestions to make those darn thing produce food for us.

The plants were tall, lots of leaves, looked healthy on the surface, but very few flowers formed and no tomatoes at all. :(

We are very sad at the dismal future of these plants.

After examining these pretty plants closer I saw something very important. They barely had any roots.

I don't know how the plants grew so tall when the roots were so pathetic, unless it was for me to share this with you today. Funny how God uses our apparent failures to teach valuable lessons...

Without a good strong deep root system the plant can't get the nourishment it needs to produce food.

If we as Christians don't have a good solid deep root system we will be uprooted by the first breeze of deception that blows our way.

We have to be grounded and rooted in His word in order to produce any fruit at all, much less flourish as God intended.

By daily studying His Word and ingesting it into the very depths of our being we can cultivate a solid, deep root system that will cause us to grow and flourish on top of the ground where the fruit will produce life.

Jer. 17:8 tell us, "He will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when the heat comes; it's leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of draught and never fails to bear fruit."

The deeper and bigger our root system is the more lush and tasty the fruit will be on the surface.

But, remember the root system is established first, before you even see a sprout above ground the roots are digging down deep into the soil for nutrients, water and stability.

I think as Christians, we need to learn to first dig deep, get our root system healthy and stable before we try to impress people with what's on the surface.

If we don't we will be toppled over by the first wind of deception that blows our way.

Join me in the dirty work of digging deep into the word to establish a life system that will support us during trials and temptations.

Pull out your Warrior's Manual, let your Spirit drink in the Water of the Word and feel the good earth between your roots building strength for the Battles to come.

Blessings,

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty

Warrior in a nursing home, my Dad

There's a lot I could write about my Dad, but since this is the anniversary of the Attacks on America I want to share this story with you.

He was in a nursing home in Nashville, Tn in his nineties and having had multiple hip fractures couldn't walk any longer.

He was a decorated WWII veteran and extremely patriotic, he loved this Country.

When he heard the news of the attacks something happened, the same thing that happened in many of our veterans.

The very thing he fought to protect was being attacked, his family was in danger, everything in him rose up ready to go back to battle.

He wanted his gun, he wanted his boots and he wanted to be put in a chair so he would be ready.

He had a full sized American Flag put up in his window. He wanted to make sure if any of those @#@# flew by they would know who was in that room.

He was ready and fully willing to go back into battle to protect what he valued so highly.

Some people thought it was "cute", but I was so proud. Here was this little frail man who's body was just not able to function anymore with a warrior mentality. Ready, mentally prepared to lay his life on the line again for his Country.

He wasn't in a depressed state or suffering from any mental issues that come with being older he was fully aware of what was going on and was fully ready do make the sacrifice to protect and defend America.

He died two months later, never really recovering from the stress of the attacks.

He never stopped asking for his gun and boots.

To the end a frail gentle man with a warriors heart.

His memorial service was attended by a military guard, they read his service record and said they were proud to be attending his service.

As they presented me his flag all I could do was sob, but once again I was so proud of that little frail man with a warrior spirit.

Today, as we remember the Attacks on America tell your children and grandchildren. Never let this time in history get buried and made any less than what it was. And don't ever think it can't happen again.

God Bless America and all those who protect Her.

Blessings

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty

Now you see Him, now you don't

A few weeks ago my friend, Elizabeth and I went to the Orlando Science Center to see the sky through the huge telescope they have.

I'm not much of a student of the stars, planets and such but it sounded like an interesting evening.

We climbed up into the little tower where the telescope was then at the right moment we each got to climb a ladder to look at Jupiter.

I wasn't too happy about climbing a ladder when I'm all ready at the tippy top of the building. But I figured I was there and didn't want to look like a chicken so I took a DEEP breath, acted like everything was super duper and climbed up. The ladder did have hand rails and I was hoping no one noticed I was grasping the rails like they were my sole link to life.

Focusing in on the telescope I saw Jupiter and it's moons. Cool, how fast can I get down this ladder and down the circular stair way to a safe place??

Once safely on the top of the building we could see Jupiter on our own. It was a very bright light, not too impressive unless you're into that kind of thing.

Then the clouds started to roll in and I stood there and watched as Jupiter slowly faded away.

I knew it was still right where it was before the cloud cover, but I couldn't see it. All I could see with my eyes was darkness. I kept watching the spot like I was going to get some kind of sign that Jupiter knew I was rooting for it to be uncovered so we could see it again.

Standing there in the darkness staring at the sky that once had a pretty light for me to focus on I realized how cool it was for God to provide me with a little visual of Him and me.

I was so excited when I realized all this, I started talking as fast as I could trying to explain what I was seeing to Elizabeth, who by now knows me well enough to just hold on for the ride till I'm done with my "revelating".

This was amazing...I saw Jupiter, I knew it was there because I saw it. After the clouds covered it and I couldn't see it anymore, was I sure it was still there? Of course, because I knew it didn't fall out of the sky it was just behind a cloud cover. I had faith to believe it was there, behind the clouds.

When God is bright and shinning, preforming miracles on our behalf, bringing our household into salvation, raining down financial blessings, healing our illnesses, and all the other great stuff He does we all can see Him with our eyes and marvel at the beautiful light.

We are so excited knowing He's shinning just for us we can't help pointing Him out for others to see.

But what happens when the clouds roll in?

Are we still looking?

Are we still excited?

Are we still pointing Him out to others?

Are we still able to "see" Him behind the clouds?

Are we strong enough in our faith walk that we don't need to "see" Him constantly to know He's there?

When we can't see him because of a cloud cover what do we do? Worry that maybe He's left and forgotten us or Praise Him because we know He's always there?

Matthew 28:20 promises, "I am with you always, to the very end of the age."

It doesn't matter where we are in our journey, or what inconvenience we're facing today, He promises He's right there with us.

It's our choice to believe Him.

It's our choice to exercise our faith and thank Him for being our covering, our protection, our everything, even if we can't see Him.

We can have faith that He's behind the cloud taking care of our business.

Blessings,

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty

Whose Battle is it?

These are my children. The Bride is my newest daughter-in-love. My other d-i-l was probably chasing kids. Not sure where my son-in-love was either. Aren't they beautiful? I digress.

I firmly believe the prayers of a Mother for her household have a special place in God's heart.

Sometimes our prayers are ones of thanksgiving, but for the most part our prayers are battle cries.

When a Mother is crying out for the salvation of one of her children, or praying a covering over a child that she doesn't know where they are, or a Mother trying to capture her child out of the jaws of death all heaven is moved.

When these Mother's groan in travail for their children, with no one to turn to but God Himself, I can see God hushing the Angels and saying, "Hush, listen, that's one of My Girls, she needs Me."

I know with out a doubt the fervent prayers of a Mother touches the very heart of God. And those prayers hold a power only God, the Angels and another Mother can understand.

I have anointed pictures, pillows, clothing, mattresses and whatever else I could sneak a dab of oil on while praying over my children. I've cried, spent sleepless nights, cried some more praying,praying,praying for issues to be dealt with and healed, for restoration, salvation, guidance, the list goes on.

Every now and then something spectacular happens that lets me know God hears me and is bringing His plan into reality for me.

I'm changing my mental picture of a Mother. You know the one, apron on, dinner cooking, laundry folded, carpet vacuumed, gentle, smiling, mild tempered. Mrs. Cleaver, we all know the image.

What I'm beginning to see is not a domestic goddess but a warrior. Totally clad in her battle gear, sword drawn, watching, on guard, alert, standing ready at a moments notice to storm hell's gates for her household if needed.

2Chronicles20 gives us our battle plan step by step.

In vs.3 Jehoshaphat proclaimed a three day fast when he heard about the armies on their way to attack. During this time he was determined to hear from the Lord .

When the whole nation was gathered Jehoshaphat spoke out in verse 12 saying, "For we have no power to face this vast army that is attacking us. We do not know what to do, but our eyes are on You "

Then someone from the crowd spoke out and said, "Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not your, but God's. Then he told them, "You will not have to fight this battle, TAKE UP YOUR POSITIONS; STAND FIRM AND SEE THE DELIVERANCE THE LORD WILL GIVE YOU. DO NOT BE AFRAID; DO NOT BE DISCOURAGED. Go out to face them tomorrow, and the Lord will be with you."

After that Jehoshaphat and the whole crew bowed down in worship before the Lord. Then the Levites stood up and praised the Lord with a very loud voice... no whimpering or crying here, praising loudly is how we are to go into battle.

Jehoshaphat appointed worshipers to go out ahead of the army. The worshipers were the front line assault force in this army.

As they began singing, praising, and worshiping the Lord Himself set ambushes for the enemy army. The bad guys became so confused they began killing each other, not one of them was left.

When we go into battle for our children, after fasting and seeking God, we get loud. We put on our game face, we put on our armor, we praise and worship thanking God for the victory He is about to hand us.

The battle is not ours, it's God's. That doesn't mean we sit idly by, no, we train, we prepare, we move out in praise and worship to the battle field then we stand on His word.

The Bible says it took them three days to haul back all the loot they gathered from the armies.

When we allow God to orchestrate the battle, not only are we assured the victory but He provides us with all the spoils. I believe the spoils will be all the things the enemy has stolen from us in the past, everything he owes us God will allow us to collect.

There's a lot of warfare to do, as we learn this battle plan we will get into position more quickly and the battle cry from the core of our very being will be a shout, a loud sound of praise. Then God will step in and set the ambushes.

Victory is ours, the battle is God's. What a sweet deal! Only a loving Father, a mighty protector would fight the battle for His Children. I don't know about you, but I'm so glad I'm one of His favorite Girls.

Blessings,

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty

Thankful Thursday......

As I read through my favorite blogs today I noticed a theme. Thankful Thursday was the going topic in many blogs so I figured I'd add my partial list.

Sorry I don't have fancy pictures and special fonts to make this more special, but my list is just my list

1. I'm thankful that while being unemployed I have been able to see the favor and generosity of my Father through friends, family and sometimes financial surprises!

2. I'm thankful I was able to attend the A Woman Inspired conference.

Because of what I learned I was able to start this blog, and meet some

really cool girls.

3. I'm thankful to belong to the church I attend

4. I'm thankful all four of my children and my grandchildren are healthy

5. I'm thankful for my health

6. I'm thankful for friends that encourage and support me

7. I'm thankful I have had the privilege of housing and "Mothering" kids that

needed a "Mom" or just a place to stay.

8. I'm thankful God will reveal His plan for my future in His time and until then

I can rest in the knowledge His plan is so much better than mine would be.

9. I'm thankful I live in a free nation where I can agree or disagree with out

threat of imprisonment.

10. I'm thankful God sent you here to visit me.

I'm curious, as you read through my list what things came to your mind that you are thankful for? List them in the comments so I can get to know you better.

Now it's almost Favor Filled Friday and God will move in a new and exciting way just as He did today. Are you anticipating Favor for Friday? I am

Blessings,

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty

God's Favor

Yesterday, as we all know was Monday. Enough said, it was Monday.

This week my Monday started Sunday night! It's bad enough Monday is Monday, but when it starts a day early that's just more than any one girl should have to deal with!

My car tags are up for renewal in Sept., I received the notice from the State a couple weeks ago. I didn't open it, I knew when it was due, why open it and have to worry about the money for tags a month in advance?

I knew there would be plenty of financial challenges between now and the end of the month and I didn't want to add the cost of tags to my list. So in my Scarlett O'Hara fashion I "filed" it unopened!

I did notice someone posting about the cost of tags going up in Fl. but I decided they certainly wouldn't do it till the beginning of next year.......silly me!

Sunday, the beginning of my Monday, I happened to see on the news the price for the tags was going up not just up, but UP almost double, Sept. 1, Tuesday.

As I sat it total shock, visualizing a calendar in my brain, with today as Sunday, Monday came next and was the 31 I suddenly realized what all the fuss was about!!

I had NO money to get my tags and only one day to orchestrate the purchase of 2 years worth, to "put it to the State" for hiking the cost of my tags!!

Florida was graciously allowing all born Sept-Nov to buy tags at the low low cost of what we had been paying, enabling us to avoid the hellacious fee hike they were about to impose on us for two years.

I needed to come up with $71 in less than 24 hours!! Remember, no money in the bank!

Immediately, I went into panic mode.

Where was I going to come up with that kind of money that fast??

I sent a text message to my youngest son who said he might be able to help out with one year. Whew..at least one year taken care of.

Out of sheer lunacy, I sent my ex an email reminding him how long it had been since I'd seen an alimony check and perhaps he could send me a little something to help out. Now, that was a move of a desperate woman.

All this on Sunday night, Monday hadn't even arrived yet!!!

I had to let my friend know about this financial burden the State was imposing on us because her birthday is in Nov., now two of us were trying to scramble to raise funds for these tags!! I had to share with her, misery loves company! Plus, I wanted her to pick up on the savings if she could.

My friend offered to pay for mine and hers on her card and gave me all her information. How sweet was that??

As we were plotting our attack on the tax office, her from her work and me from my home we discovered:

A. tax office didn't take phone orders

B. Neither of us could go stand in line, she worked and Amy was using my car

C. Couldn't go on line because the renew web site was shut down!! Of course everyone inFlorida who's birthday was Sept-Nov. was trying to get on to get their tags.

Are you getting the picture here? This was a time crunch, an all out assault against the tax system and we were bound and determined to win.

War had been declared!

I took all the info. I needed from my friend and proceeded carefully moving forward into attack position.

The web site was down. I called, was put on what seemed like a never ending hold, finally I got though. Victory was in my reach!

Armed with credit card and ready to do battle I was informed they didn't do phone orders.

I don't remember what I said but groveling and tears were involved.

OK she would help me, but not on someone else's credit card. Panic set in, then I remembered Amy put her rent money in my checking account that morning. Full speed ahead, I whipped out my card and gave her my numbers. Yes.... victory!!!! I won, two years of tags for a mere $71 WHOO HOO!!!!

With one victory down, no one could stop me from finding a way to get my friend's tags. After all, her giving me everything but her first born was a verbal temporary power of attorney, at least in my mind.

I checked the news, it didn't look good for anyone not standing in concert ticket sized lines. I saw they were issuing vouchers if the web site went down.... BINGO... had to get voucher at all cost....

I called back, waited on hold, disguised my voice just in case it was the same person from the enemy camp answering the phone. Introduced my self with my new temporary identity, kind of James Bondish, don't you think??

Was told the vouchers were issued if their access to the State web site went down. Ouch, temporary set back.... think fast.....all I remember is more groveling, more begging for mercy.

The next thing I remember was giving "my" tag number, then "my" address, all "my" pertinent information....Victory was at hand!!!

Mission accomplished!!!

After catching my breath, doing an "in your face" victory lap and allowing the adrenalin to stop pulsing through my body I reflected on the whole scenario.

I was geared up, I was pumped, ready to do whatever I needed to do to make this happen, but.....

God allowed me to have the victory. His favor had people doing what they normally don't do, in a crazy situation that should have turned out very differently.

Luke2:14 NIV tells us, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth, peace to men on whom His FAVOR rests.

Peace? There was no peace. I was fighting a battle, on my own....No peace

Looking back, isn't hind sight wonderful, I had no need to go into "crazy mode", God had it all planned for me. All I had to do was take one step at a time, proceed in His anointing and the whole issue wouldn't have been like a circus!

We operate under a different set of laws. His Kingdom operates differently and when we are grafted into His Kingdom we are placed under His mantle of Favor and Grace.

So, next time I go into battle, I must stop, check my Battle Gear and then proceed to victory.

I know He was getting a chuckle out of my antics. He must have been thinking "Silly Girl, don't you know I have it taken care of? You have favor with the King, your Father, what do you have to worry about?"

You have unmerited favor with the King of Kings also. What ever battle you face today, His favor rests upon you.

Blessings

Princess, Daughter of the King of Kings

Mother of Princesses and Princes

Grandmother of Royalty