New York City: 2 Thessalonians 3

Lord I ask that your Word would run swiftly, and gain entrance into the heart of New York City. That your Word would increase in effectiveness and influence on the streets, in strip clubs, brothels and bars. God, I pray that your Word would spread faster and be more captivating than the newest computer technology in NYC. That your Word would grow in influence and attract more attention than the latest high fashion trends. God that the beauty of Jesus would radiate off of the faces of believers in that city. That the beauty of Jesus and the living Word of God dwelling in the church of NYC would draw crowds into your Kingdom. That miracles and signs and wonders would be done in NYC that would make every paper and news program in the States and in that city. That the name of Jesus would be lifted up to it's proper place in NYC. Jesus save women and girls that are being prostituted out in NYC. Let your Word rush to the lowest places of NYC and break the chains that bind. That the Word of the Lord would be more prominent and influential than the fear that holds these young girls captive. Set them free from every form of bondage and slavery that looms over them. Break in with your Words of life, truth, love and power. Write your Word upon the hearts of these girls being trafficked in plain sight, and behind locked doors. Deliver them from wicked and evil men. Deliver them from the sins of their captors and their own personal sin. Deliver them because you delight in them. Thank your for your faithfulness when we are faithless. Break in, pursue these girls and their oppressors relentlessly to the end. Without you Jesus, there is no Justice. You are the Just One, you are just and true in all your ways. Salvation belongs to the Lord. Save their souls God. For those held in captivity, give them grace in the enduring of sufferings and affliction. To you little girl, young woman.... HOLD ON. HE's coming. Your deliver is coming. Jesus, speak hope and strength, grace upon Grace. You are love and your love suffers long. Man of Sorrow, aquainted with grief, make known your Word, your faithfulness, your Majesty, Power and your Grace to the women enslaved in Human Trafficking in NYC today. In Jesus Name I Pray.

Living by faith is the only life for me. There is no going back. Determined to throw overboard everything that hinders love, weighs me down, and keeps me from being truly free. Learning to travel light, not holding on to anything in this world. This world is not my home. Nothing I have belongs to me. It's time to stop calling things "mine". I am not my own. The air I breath, the lungs I use, or the food I eat. Money is not mine. Time is not mine. Relationships are not MINE. Standing on the edge of a cliff, experiencing the gift of flying on the wings of HIM who upholds the ground I walk on. Everything in this life as we know it would crumble in an instant if God took His hand off. If God stopped sustaining us, we would not exist. Why should I worry, Why be afraid?? Where is the food for my table, the money for my debt going to come from? HIM. He owns the world and everything in it. HE is my Father and my Friend. The end.