So like check this out, right? Paul says in Romans twelve, one: "Offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—for this is your true and proper worship." That means you become the prayer. Not just say it. Be it. You become the battlefield. You become the trumpet blast. You become the robe of zeal wrapped around the world.

So let me land this plane, okay? When we feel the nudge to pray, don’t brush it off like it’s just your conscience acting cute. That is the voice of the Lord saying, "Hey babe, time to armor up. Time to be Me in the room." Intercession isn’t a chore. It’s a privilege. It’s like, OMG, the King of all is letting you hold the Kingdom walkie-talkie. Don’t drop the call, beloved.

Because when He looked and saw no intercessor, He became one. And now? He calls you to wear what He wore. To speak what He speaks. To be the one who believes even when others doubt. To feel what He feels and pray what He prays. Because you are the extension of the Christ. You are the intercessor now.

Until the next, I’m Echinacea reminding you to stay armored, stay interceding, and stay wild for love, yeah? Amen.