When you start building a God-given vision… something strange happens

Right when it begins to take shape—right when the ideas start forming wings—you suddenly become a target.

This entire year, the attacks have been relentless.
Unexpected battles. Strange delays. People problems. Financial pressure. Emotional weight.
It has felt like my own Job Syndrome—one blow after another.

But here’s what I know:

The enemy doesn’t waste ammunition on anything that isn’t a threat.
If your vision weren’t powerful… if your assignment weren’t Kingdom-sized…
you wouldn’t be on his radar.

And like Job, the story doesn’t end in the ashes.
God restores. God multiplies. God reveals purpose in the pressure.
Endurance is never wasted—it becomes the runway for blessing.

So if you’re in that season too—
if you feel like the storms are hitting harder because you’re getting closer—
I’m sorry for what you’re enduring.

But I also believe this:

Those who have been fighting the longest are about to start soaring the highest.
Wings first grow in the dark.
And when God breathes on a vision, nothing can stop its lift-off.

We will rise.
We will soar.
And the story will point to Him.

🕊️🔥⛰️✨