Prophetic Champion

Art by: Jennifer Page

I’m dedicating this poem to a very good friend and prayer warrior, of mine, Barbara Fraga. Barbara’s sister passed away on May 4, 2020. Her son sent an obituary and in it he called his mother a Prophetic Champion, she was a true witness for Jesus. When I read the obit, I was inspired to write this poem!

What does it mean to be a “Prophetic Champion?”

Filled with the Holy Ghost and Fire, following Jesus; our only desire
To please the one who rescued, set free, broke chains, mended hearts, commissioned to go and tell the good news, you boldly refuse, the enemies advances…

We are His Prophetic Champions

Retreating to the secret place, away from the crowd, our soul makes haste, to abide under the shadow of the Almighty…obedient to the call…and there, regain our strength and grace…
We bow our head and seek His face…restored and transformed by his loving embrace,

We are comforted and protected, beneath our father’s wings…

Hear a mighty shout! As he begins to sing, a song of remembering…

Rest, dearly beloved, take time to heal; be still. Yes, rest for just awhile.

The war never ceases…
But my love increases, and here, is where the Prophetic Champions are restored. To regain perspective, of why they fight on this battlefield…

Do not yield to demon forces, or rulers in the high places…

Made low, you send a tremendous blow, to the evil they throw as your shield of faith deflects the woe, of those who dare to side with this foe…

Into the heat of the battlefield I send you now, prepared and refreshed by Holy Ghost and Fire…stand true, and march, it is I, who, fights for you…Take up your sword do not be passive, and do not look unto the masses. Ten thousand of my Angel armies are by your side…I Am the Lord; I Am with you in this fight!!

Now is the time to hold your ground, by my peace and my joy, strength is found…pray and obey and you will receive a crown, of life…

For generations have come and generations have gone…but my saints live and will not die…there is no room for doubt or fears…The ancient of days is loyal and fierce…battles won, Victory is sung…

He who saves his life will lose it and he who loses his life for my sake will save it…

Take captive every thought. The reward is greater than what you’ve fought…for you are My Prophetic Champions…now and forever more!!

~Marla Shaw O’Neill May 11, 2020

Isaiah 43:1-2 The Passion Translation (TPT)

Promise of Restoration

43 Now, this is what Yahweh says:

    “Listen, Jacob, to the One who created you,
Israel, to the one who shaped who you are.^[a]
Do not fear,
for I, your Kinsman-Redeemer, will rescue you.
I have called you by name, and you are mine.
² When you pass through^[b] the deep, stormy sea,
you can count on me to be there with you.
When you pass through raging rivers,
You will not drown.
When you walk through persecution like fiery flames,
you will not be burned;
the flames will not harm you,

Footnotes:

• Isaiah 43:1 Jacob was created, but Israel was formed. God forms (transforms) Jacob into Israel. God is seen here as the one who changes the nature of man. See Gen. 32:28.

• Isaiah 43:2 God’s method of deliverance is often not “out of” but “through.” His presence as we go through difficulties becomes our deliverance. See Ps. 23:4.