There is still fire in our born again prodigal children.

There are hot embers of the Holy Spirit lying dormant to be activated, to be set ablaze again, at the moment the child wishes it to be.

In an instant, a prayer, a simple breathing the name of Jesus by that child, those embers flame, the fire rises and He begins to burn away the stuff only attempting to suffocate His powerful voice in the embers.

Never give up on that prodigal, mama.

Never stop praying, never stop believing.

Doubt your doubts.

Speak His truths over them and about them always… because those embers that are lying within their born again spirit that seem dormant— even seemly completely gone—are never going to burn out.

NEVER.

Because I know GOD.

Because I know what God sent Jesus to do, and He finished it.

The Father is every moment of every day drawing them…and all the junk in the way will soon turn to ashes as those embers burn, as they shine bright exploding them into their God given destiny.