Prayer Warriors

In my mind's eye I see a bunch of warriors in their headdress and warpaint, going wawawawawa wawawawa....jumping up and down and playing the parts you see in cowboy/Indian movies...Thank God it doesn't take the spirit of Baal to get a hold of my God...It's not who can shout the loudest, who can scream the longest or dance the best or jump up and down or cut themselves or turn the altars over who will call fire down from heaven...BUT that one man/woman whose heart is in tune with God who humbly asks that God show himself to be God with just the whisper of his name...PRAISE GOD that my God is a real God who has ALL power both in heaven and in earth...I am so thankful I don't have to run out and get some fruit and some incense and set it before some fat bald guy to get a blessing...Thank God I don't have to get in my car and drive to the local confessional to get an answer to a problem...Praise God that he is a present help in times of trouble...not a previous help, not a future help, but a PRESENT help...Right now help, right now, real God...Oh thank you Jesus that you have revealed truth to me...Thank you God for sending your precious Son to die for me...I am so unworthy, but so thankful...Thank you Jesus for sending the comforting power of the Spirit of truth, the Holy Ghost to lead me all the way to the end...Thank you to all my prayer warriors that sustain my spirit when I feel I can't go on... When my strength is gone, when I feel I can't breath another breath, or take another step, his strength is made perfect in my weakness...Oh God I need you to divinely intervene in all the things that I hold dear to my heart...I praise you for the victory and I wait for the answer in anticipation of a greater victory than the battles I have endured to this day...HAVE THINE OWN WAY LORD, have thine own way in ALL areas of my life...Glory to your name...Glory Hallelujah I Shall Not Be Moved!!!