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I Am All He Says I Am

A couple nights ago, my roommates and I set in my room talking about the day. I wanted to show them the song called, "Times" by Tenth Avenue North since I had forgotten about how incredible the words are until I heard it recently. After the song was over, another song began to play and before I knew it, we were worshipping with everything we had. One powerful song after another played loudly and the presence of the Holy Spirit was thick in that place.

When one specific song came on, tears streamed down my face. It's called, "I Am All He Says I Am" by Cody Carnes and Kari Jobe. The words are so overwhelming that I just wept for His children--the ones sleeping in the street just a few short miles away from where I sit worshipping in the safety of my home. My mind was flooded with images of children stepping out in the middle of the road trying to flee this earth--children severely struck with sadness and pain. The 4 of us called out for our Lord to rise up angels to surround the children wanting to take their own life just to get away from their present. We wept for them. We cried out for them. We stood in the gap for them. I truly believe that there were hundreds of children that the Lord surrounded with His angels that night.

Often times when I think of Lusaka, the only word I think of is "work". With 15 schools, over 3,000 children in our sponsorship program, 250 children being taken care of full-time by us, so many additional homes being built, I am stunned and overwhelmed by the great things the Lord is doing here. Often times, though, there tends to be a lot of back end work. I don't get to play in the compounds with beautiful children every day. I see them as I drive by but then I leave so quick and my mind is focused on what I have to accomplish that day. To be honest, I often lose track of who I'm here to fight for. The Lord reminded me. And I have never felt more like a warrior in His army than when we blasted this song and sang with ALL of our might, weeping for the beautiful faces running through my mind. I AM A WARRIOR in the Kingdom of God. My roommates are soldiers next to me and we are watching our Lord build His army of orphans to battle the enemy until He returns. It's an amazing amazing thing.


One of my roommates said, "Just picture the Tree of Life children shouting this song at the enemy." Chills ran through my body. The children who live at our children's village come from the worst backgrounds--little girls who were defiled by their stepdads, little boys severely beaten and driven into the "family business" to make money instead of finish their education, Onesta at the age of 9 being placed in a mother's role to take care of her little brother George, a girl being placed in a corner and hot knives being thrown at her, a boy being taken advantage of by a man down the street who was involved in satanic rituals.

THESE are God's children. THESE are the very children making up HIS army. And I can hear their shouts to the enemy, "I AM NO ORPHAN ANYMORE. I AM ALIVE. GET BEHIND ME SATAN, BECAUSE I AM A CHILD OF THE KING."


I am humbled to be the one to see the prayers of so many others answered in these children. I stand to fight for them. Continue praying, because I SEE YOUR PRAYERS ANSWERED. :)


Camp LIFE starts in 6 weeks. There will be 7 weeks of intense spiritual development, and intense time spent with these kids. I BELIEVE that the Lord is bringing the children that need to be rescued. The theme is POWER. And I believe with all my heart that the Lord is going to MOVE MOUNTAINS for these children. PLEASE join me in prayer for them. FALL to your knees and CRY OUT to our Father on their behalf. I believe the devil is near but God is infinitely stronger. Pray pray pray for these babies. THEY are ALL that He says they are...

NO orphan anymore

All He Says I Am by Cody Carnes and Kari Jobe

He whispers in my ears, tell me that I'm fearless
He shares a melody, tells me to repeat it
And it makes me whole, it reminds my soul
I am all He says I am, I am all He says I am,
I am all He says I am, and He says I am His own.

I was blinded by the scales upon my eyes
And He came like a light and burned up all the lies
Oh He say me free, He reminded me
I am all He says I am, I am all He says I am,
I am all He says I am, and He says I am His own.

Chains are broken and scales are on the floor
Truth is spoken, I'm NO ORPHAN ANYMORE

Chains are broken and scales are on the floor
Truth is spoken, I'm NO ORPHAN ANYMORE

Chains are broken and scales are on the floor
Truth is spoken, I'm NO ORPHAN ANYMORE

No Orphan Anymore

I am loved. I am new again
I am free. I'm no slave to sin.
I'm a saint. I am righteousness.

And I'm alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive.

I am all He says I am, I am all He says I am
I am all He says I am, and He says I am, HIS OWN.

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