Imagine for a moment, a fierce, raging battle and a soldier who, in the midst of the battle, sees a table set for him. Everything he needs is on that table, everything that will sustain him for the battle ahead. His Master stands waiting, anointing oil in hand, kindness in His smile. The soldier looks beyond the table and sees the enemy and the raging war. Instead of taking the time to be refueled, refreshed, renewed, equipped, and prepared all he can think about is the battle, how fierce it is, how much there is to do, how he needs to engage! And so, he bypasses the table and rushes into battle. His intentions are good -“๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ช๐ด ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฎ!” 
Before long he begins to tire, he hasn’t taken the time to eat, no time for the bread of life. His throat is raw and parched – no time for the overflowing cup, the living water, the eternal cup. The sun beats down mercilessly upon his head, no healing, restoring, anointing oil. His knees begin to buckle. No strength. He did not wait on the LORD who would have prepared him for the ferocity of this battle. ๐ช๐ต๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฒ ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ด๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ? ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐น๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐๐ผ ๐บ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ, ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ผ ๐บ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ป๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ.
Isn’t this true of us? We look at all we must accomplish in a day and just throw ourselves into the fray. I am so guilty of this myself! You might even be doing ministry work – for the King and His Kingdom! But if you don’t stop at the table, let your Abba Father anoint your head, and fill your cup, you won’t get very far in the battle before you begin to falter. 
“๐ฟ๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐น๐ถ๐๐ฝ๐๐ – ๐ฝ๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐ป๐พ๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐ท๐๐. ๐ฏ๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐น๐, ๐ป๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐
๐, ๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฝ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐น ๐๐ ๐๐๐ธ๐ธ๐๐๐น ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐น๐ถ๐. ๐ฏ๐ฝ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐
๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ถ ๐ป๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐ป๐๐๐๐ฝ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐, ๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ช๐
๐.” 
Claire's Prayer 