4DivineJustice
Disciple of Prayer
Dear Heavenly Father God, God of vengeance (Ps. 18:47), wrath (Nahum 1:2-6), and safety (Ps.46:1), before asking for anything, I come thanking you in all things and trusting you for everything you have promised. I pray for you to protect me, avenge me of my enemies, and assure me of your protection against governmental oppression and racketeering. This has isolated me in immunized government abuse to endanger and take my life. Assure me of your repayment to my enemies according to your word (Galatians 6:7) and bring to my oppressors and their children’s children the same judgment they have given to me. I lament the oppression inflicted on the innocent by the American justice system through illegal involuntary commitments and court-ordered mental health. Although you ordained the government to rule justly, they have failed to provide protection as your divine order, according to Romans 13. Your enemies have come against me to destroy me, although I am innocent. They have laughed at you Father, and taken the insane audacity to ignore doing the job you ordained them to do—to uphold justice. I have bothered no one, serving with integrity, character, and accountability. Yet, I am hunted like an animal and treated as the lowest of creatures by those who purport, “In God We Trust.” Since the day I was born, my enemies have inflicted harm against me unjustly due to nothing I have done. All of these enemies have used the same lie calling me crazy to cover up that they were abusing me. But I thank you that I have seen your works of wrath and find peace therein. You have continued to avenge and protect me, Father! So, I’m not in the mindset of Jeremiah as before to curse the day I was born, rather, I bless it with gratitude that I have seen your salvation, safety, and wrath that makes grace possible. Therefore, I send the Department of Labor’s assignment back to the sender, Satan, through the offenders, in Jesus’s name. For these oppressors will get what they deserve, and their own actions will make them sick (Proverbs 1:31). I have cried to you day and night, and you have heard me and delivered me from all of my fears. Now comfort me in your vengeance, Jehovah El Nekamoth, who avenges me and saves me from my enemies. I declare what you have decreed; that you deliver me from the deadly enemies that would surround me (Ps.17:9); undertake for me against all my oppressors (Is. 38:14); break in pieces the oppressors (Ps. 72:4), punish those who attempt to oppress me (Jer.30:20); and execute judgment against my oppressors (Psalm 146:7). I understand the world hated you first, and it hates me because I am not of this world since you chose me out of this world (John 15: 19). People called you “crazy” because you spoke the truth, stood for right, and had your own, but you triumphed in all things. So will I because you overcame the world or me that my joy may be full and I will have love for a lifetime. So, you alone will, I fear, not fear those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Instead, I fear you, Lord, who can destroy both soul and body in hell. For you have exposed what they have said in closets on the mountain top and condemned their voices. The righteous may have troubles but the Lord delivers me from them all and protects me. all. I declare your decrees over my life and wellbeing, “That though I may suffer a lot, you will always bring me safely through. Not one of my bones will be broken and wicked people are killed by their own evil deeds. No weapon formed against me will prosper; And every tongue that accuses me in judgment I will condemn. This is my heritage as your servant and my vindication is from you, Lord.” There is no justice in the land, and everyone is going their own way. The earth needs your calibration; so, thank you for the Passover. I now turn my oppressors into your hands and pray for this world to pass away. I’ve seen the glimpse of glory when you blew your breath back into me at birth. I didn’t want to return to this evil earth, but you called me to work, and I’ve learned to love my job. Oh, what a day when the wicked shall cease from troubling! I’m tired of this world, Father, and ask you to send your Son to gather your children and leave the wicked to themselves. Yet, I will work until my day is done because my record speaks from on high, and oppressors cannot destroy my favor with you and man (Job:19). You rebuke the voices of my oppressors (PS.5:3). Thank you for your comfort, joy, and protection. I must be about your business to honor my fallen son, Rodney, feed your sheep, expose the truth that makes free, celebrate your sovereign glory, and finish my course that your kingdom shall come. If I have failed in asking, please do not fail in granting. For you said, you would never leave or forsake the righteous, but the wicked shall be destroyed. As you have instructed, I will not pray for the wicked, who know what they are doing (Jer.11:14); rather I pray that your wrath is quickly kindled against them (Deut.11:17).Thy kingdom come and they will be done on earth as it is in heaven. These things I pray, Father, with thanksgiving, in the name of your beloved son, Jesus Christ, Amen! Bearing this tyranny being mindful of the cross, I now close the Bible on my oppressors and submit them to the Court of Heaven for God’s judgment that they may whither as grass. I turn them over to God and will allow my tears to pray from the unseen army of eternity, earth, and sky in that great cloud of witnesses. I will combat darkness by exposing the truth that God’s enemies may be cut down. I’ll “chin-up” and be about my Father’s business to usher in “Light for the Dutiful, Death for the Dead, and Rapture for the Living (John 15; Luke 19:27), IJN. Come, Lord! AMEN.”