Many of My Children have been labeled by the world system.  You feel as if you are just a number, considered unimportant, and just a cog in a wheel.

I have called you to stand against the evil of this present age, My Child.  You have been born for such a time as this, My Warrior Bride.

Arise, shine, My Child, for your Light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.  The world would call you foolish, but I call you My wise one.

My anointing breaks every yoke. Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy laden with burdens and I will give you rest. Be yoked to Me- not to the world.

Can you hear the thunder in the distance?  Do you hear the shout of El Shaddai?  When you worship, the Lion of Judah roars.  I inhabit your praises, Beloved.

Reclaim that which is yours, Beloved.  You are Mine through the new birth.  You belong to no other. 

Do not be shaken, Little One.  Times of refreshing come in My Presence.  You are My Beloved and I AM yours.  We are one by the Spirit.