The Armies of Heaven March With Me

The Armies of Heaven March With Me. 

I have scared the enemy, he plans the attacks against me.
My choices to not hide away in my mind and to step out for God have made him stir.
The enemy is lurking, waiting and searching.
He is looking for the wounds to touch, the arrows to fire. 
But my mind goes to a vision God gave me for such a time as this. 

I'm walking in prayer. I'm covering these streets with Your name.
And I turn my eyes upwards and ask for you to please, please show me Your heart.
Then I hear it, the pounding as my boots hit the pavement. 
The boom, boom, boom against the concrete. 
It's His heart beating, booming strong for all these houses I am passing. His love is here right now.

I praise, I laugh, I prophesy what I hear strong and clear. He then shifts my hearing to seeing.
And I look over to my left, to the road long and straight. 
There I see them. There I hear them.
Standing resolute, marching in formation to the beat of the heart of God.
They are all there, the army of heaven.

I realise what I'm seeing, what I'm hearing and I begin to laugh in glee. 
I'm marching beside them, I've joined them, the mighty heavenly armies.
Each one in full regalia, adorned with the armour of God. The line as far as the eye can see.
Weapons in hand and banners soaring high, they march together to the battle that's ahead.
The battle I'm seeing now, the battle that the enemy thinks he could win. Never.

Back in the present He shows me a glimpse of what is happening.
There is a battle that's raging, strong and fierce. A battle that is for me.
He shows me the armies are strong and unwavering. Weapons slashing and hitting their targets.
God shows me these things so we know He is fighting. He is fighting even when things feel like they're closing in. 
He has the victory. He has won this and every battle. My God and my King. 

Blessings, 
Holly xo