
The sleeping giant has
awaken from her deep
sleep
Trained by the Best in
the wilderness
Everything she would need
Papa imparted to her
Her enemies trained her
in different spheres
Spiritual warfare through
the witchcraft that was
sent to take her out
Inner healing through her journey
through the wilderness
In many different areas Papa
was training His remnant
We saw our dark season as punishment
Papa knew that it would turn out to be our most fruitful season
For too long she was
boxed
For too long she gave
people the power to control
her life
For too long she excepted every
negative label placed on her
She now knows her significance
She tasted freedom
She will never go back
to being confined
She is here to make history
To invade uncharted territories
To rule and to reign
To live every dream Papa
has for her
She knows Papa’s gentle voice
It dripped like oil into her
every waste place
His voice called every
dead place in alignment
Like a caterpillar she
fought through her issues
To become all that God
has called her to be
She will not go back to
a place she was controlled,
belittled, betrayed
She moves on the sound
of Papa’s heartbeat
A pioneer, a forerunner, a demon slayer
Much creativity Papa
poured into her
For too long she lingered
in the shadows
When she was created to
step into the Light
Run with Papa’s heart to
a broken world
You will no longer find her
in the wilderness
You will find her in the
presence of her Jesus
She paid a high price for
the anointing on her life
Step out of the way
She has places to go
Do not try to contain her
She was created to be free
Many are waiting on her
arrival
She is tenacious, a fighter
Papa’s warrior daughter
She is ready to rebuild
ruined cities
To carry Papa’s heart
wherever she treads
Bold and unashamedly
she carries her cross
Don’t even try to put her
back in a box
She was created to walk
through the Red sea
Created to kill bears, lions
and giants
Created to push back
darkness and win
A faith giant
Father’s sceptre was
extended to her
Leave her
Just let her be
She is finally who Papa
created her to be!
~ Ebigale Wilson
Let Her Be
The Journey
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