JUICY JULY 2025: ABBA FATHER
DAY 16: DELIVERANCE FROM ECHOES THAT BIND!
TEXT: MATTHEW 12:36-37; PROVERS 18:21; JAMES 3:6
BIBLE STUDY: JOHN 16
Welcome to Day 16 of Juicy July 2025, dear beloved daughter of Abba. There are some days that carry the scent of deep deliverance. The kind that reaches into unseen places and pulls out things we didn’t even know were holding us back. Today is one of those days. Sis. Get ready. Our Father is waiting to strengthen us in this endeavour. We are not alone. Amen.
WHO IS LIKE YOU by Dunsin Oyekan
AUDIO:
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The weight of who You are
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O tobi
Oluwa e tobi, Oluwa e tobi
For You are great
The weight of who You are
No words can carry
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I will sing to the Lord
For he has triumphed gloriously
The horse and his rider
He has thrown into the sea
The Lord is my strength and song
And he has become my salvation
He is my God and I will praise him
My father’s God and I will exalt him
The Lord is a man of war
The Lord is his name
Pharaoh’s chariots and his army
He cast into the sea
His chosen captains also are drowned in the Red Sea
The depths have covered them
They sank to the bottom like a stone
Your right hand, oh Lord, has become glorious in power
Your right hand, oh Lord, has dashed the enemy in pieces
And in the greatness of Your excellence
You have overthrown those who rose against You
You sent forth Your wrath
It consumed them like stubble
And with the blast of Your nostrils
The waters were gathered together
The floods stood upright like a heap
The depths congealed in the heart of the sea
The enemy said, ‘I will pursue
I will overtake, I will divide the spoil’
My desire shall be satisfied on them
I will draw my sword
My hand shall destroy them
You blew with Your wind
The sea covered them
They sank like lead in the mighty waters
Who is like You, oh Lord, among the gods?
Who is like You, glorious in holiness
Fearful in praises, doing wonders?
Who is like You, oh Lord, among the gods?
Who is like You, glorious in holiness
Fearful in praises, doing wonders?
I said, “Who”?
Who is like my God?
The depths of who You are
No eyes have seen it
You are worthy oh God
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No eyes have seen it
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No words can carry
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There are questions we would never find answers
This is one of them
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OPENING PRAYER
Abba Father, we invite You into today’s session. Grant us Access, Abba! Take over. Take the whole atmosphere. Saturate this moment with Your presence, Lord. Break every chain, raise every weary heart, and fill us with Your fire again. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.
TESTIMONY
Sis, let us read through this testimony before we go any further:
HALLELUJAH!!! GLORY TO THE MOST HIGH!!! OH!! MY DEAREST ABBA CAME THROUGH!!!
Three days ago, (Saturday precisely) some persons from my community attended a marriage ceremony at the state capital.
But on their way back, something tragic happened. An ACCIDENT occurred. Ah!
It was on a rainy day, the bus conveying them tried to dodge another incoming vehicle, which led their bus to run into the solar lights in the street, as a result, their bus somersaulted! Like, it rolled over, such that the down part of the vehicle was facing up!! OH ABBA!
The vehicle was messed up, like it was beyond repair. A long coaster bus automatically reduced in size 🥺Oh Lord!And guess what sisters?? My MOM and YOUNGER SISTER were also in that bus!!!
But, my FATHER SAID, not today Satan!! God’s mercy brought them out ALIVE, SAFE AND SOUND!!! OH SWEET JESUS. THEY were all RESCUED!! As FATAL as it was, no life was lost. No soul was snatched🙌🙌. My MOM, YOUNGER SISTER, neighbours and others survived!!!
AH! SORROW AND WEEPING was wiped out of my family and the entire community. ABBA DID IT. It really would have been a disaster but the plan of the enemy became DEAD ON ARRIVAL!!!! Oh sisters, GOD HEARS!!! He has proven yet again that I’m not praying in vain.
Of a truth, MY stumbling on JUICY JULY 2025 bulletin on the first day wasn’t a mistake! It was a divine orchestration!! May God bless the source through which I came to know about it! May God continue to bless and strengthen Thebudfamily to carry on.
Sisters, please join me thank the Lord for showing up massively for us.
TESTIMONY PRAYERS
Shout ‘Halleluyah’ on behalf of our sister. Amen.
Our God is a wonder! Yours is just next in line! May God’s people rejoice at the sound of your testimony, in Jesus’ Name. Amen!
Let’s take this moment to lift our voices with gratitude:
Thank You, Lord, for these testimonies. We give You ALL the glory. None belongs to us! Father, glorify Yourself even more in the life of the testifier in Jesus’ Name.
Now, say:
Oh Lord, don’t leave me out. Let me carry my own testimony with dancing from the beginning of Juicy July 2025 to the end and thereafter. Lord, may everyone praying in Juicy July 2025 have something tangible to show in Jesus Name. We receive it by faith in Jesus Name. Amen.
EXHORTATION: DELIVERANCE FROM ECHOES THAT BIND!
Her name was Nessa.
Beautiful, brilliant, and full of potential. She laughed easily, helped others, and showed up to every church service like clockwork.
But you see, Nessa had a habit. A dangerous one. She’d say things like,
“Me? Things never go well for me.”; “Why am I so unlucky?!’; ‘I just knew this was also going to fail!”; “Seems I am cursed”; “I’m always the one who gets left behind.”; “Marriage is not for people like me. My life is just a mess.”
If anyone corrected her, she’d wave it off: “I’m just saying it as it is. It’s the truth, isn’t it?”
But what Nessa didn’t know was that ‘truth’ in the natural can be bondage in the spirit when it contradicts the Word of God. She thought she was just talking but actually, she was testifying. Writing scrolls. Sealing covenants. And the spirit realm wasn’t joking with her words.
One day, she went to a prayer meeting, exhausted and broken. Doors had been closing inexplicably. Relationships ended without reason. Delays stacked up like bricks. She was always almost there but never quite.
That night, while others prayed, Nessa wept vigorously.
And then the Lord opened her eyes.
In a vision, she saw herself sitting in a dark room, chained to a wall. Her mouth was gagged. Her hands were tied. And around her, lying everywhere, were scrolls, long, thick scrolls. She bent to read them, and horror flooded her face.
Each scroll carried her own handwriting.
Each one was a record of words she had spoken over the years. Jokes she cracked. Frustrated rants. Sarcastic comments. All written. All recorded. All active.
She realized then: “I built this prison. I said these things. I gave Satan the script.”
It broke her.
It wasn’t witchcraft. It wasn’t a generational curse. It was her own verbal agreements with the enemy. She had spoken death, and death obeyed. She had mocked her future, and the future had shut down. The scrolls didn’t lie. They simply followed legal order in the realm of the spirit.
As soon as the vision lifted, she cried her heart out. And that was the beginning of her deliverance.
Not until she recognized that she had handed Satan the ink. Not until she realized that her words were not harmless and that they were binding, did her deliverance come.
She started to repent, truly heartily repent. She renounced every negative word she had ever spoken. She began to tear down the altars she had ignorantly raised with her tongue. She stopped blaming others and took spiritual responsibility.
From that moment, something shifted.
The chains in the vision began to break. The gag fell from her mouth. Light began to pour into the prison. And slowly, day by day, her reality began to align with heaven’s Word instead of her own words!!!!
That was when the true Nessa began to rise.
YOUR WORDS CARRY ROYAL WEIGHT
Do you know who you are, dear Abba’s daughter?
Not just your name, or what people call you, but who you truly are in the eyes of God?
You are not just a Christian woman trying her best to please God. You are not just someone who goes to church and tries to pray. You are a daughter of the King. You belong to Abba, the Father of spirits, the Creator of all things, the One whose throne is higher than any other. And that changes everything.
Romans 8:15 says, “You did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as daughters, by whom we cry, ‘Abba! Father!’”
God didn’t just forgive you, sis. He adopted you. Gave you His name. Gave you access. Gave you inheritance. And yes, He gave you authority.
Daughter of the King, you are not ordinary. So your words cannot be ordinary!
When a peasant speaks, people may or may not listen. But when royalty speaks, things happen. Decrees are made. Laws are established. People move. Situations shift. Why? Because a royal voice carries weight.
It’s the same with you, sis.
There is power in your voice!! Not because of your volume, but because of your position!!!
You are seated with Christ in heavenly places (Ephesians 2:6). You are clothed in authority. That means every time you open your mouth, something is released. Whether life or death. Whether blessing or bondage.
When you say, “Nothing good ever lasts in my life”, you are not just expressing frustration. You are declaring a pattern.
When you casually say, “I don’t think I’ll ever get married”, you are not being realistic. You are locking a gate.
When you joke, “I’m just tired of everything, I feel like dying”, you are not just being dramatic. You are inviting a spirit.
This is not superstition, sis. It’s spiritual law.
The Bible doesn’t exaggerate. Proverbs 18:21 says, “Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruit.” Your tongue holds the key to life and death. Not just for others, but even for you!
Sis, if your identity has changed, your speech must change too.
You can’t carry the Spirit of God inside you and still talk like someone who doesn’t know Him. You can’t be an heir of the Kingdom and speak as if you’re cursed. You can’t be seated with Christ and keep confessing defeat. It’s not just wrong, it’s dangerous.
You are royal. Heaven recognizes your words. Hell reacts to your words. Angels are dispatched or restrained by your words. And whether you know it or not, you are constantly legislating your life by what comes out of your mouth.
SATAN IS A SCRIBE, WAITING FOR YOUR WORDS
You may think the devil is mostly interested in attacking you with sickness or tempting you with sin. But do you know one of his favorite strategies? He waits, quietly, patiently, for your words. Because your words are the tools he needs to build the case against you. And sadly, most of the time, you hand him everything he needs.
Satan is a scribe.
He takes notes. He doesn’t forget. He records. Not just your actions, but your declarations. Every “I can’t.” Every “I’m tired of this life.” Every “What’s the point of trying?” Every “Maybe God has forgotten me.” Every sarcastic joke, every bitter word, every fearful confession, you say it, he files it. You mutter it, he drafts it into a legal document!!!!
Because, you see, the spirit realm operates on legal authority.
In Job 1, Satan didn’t just attack Job randomly. He stood in a courtroom. He presented his argument before God. He accused. He pointed. He referenced. And although Job was righteous, the enemy came looking for access.
Now imagine if Job had spent his days saying, “My life is miserable. God has forgotten me. Nothing good ever lasts.” Satan wouldn’t even need to argue. He would just quote Job. Because the moment you say it, you give him permission.
The devil does not have full access to your life. He needs a door. And many times, your words are the very doorposts he waits beside.
He can’t just attack you because he wants to. He needs an opening. He needs you to say it. To agree with fear. To speak in anger. To curse in bitterness. To murmur in exhaustion. Because once you do, he presents your words as evidence before the courts of heaven and says, “She said it, Lord. She agreed.”
Don’t hand him the evidence, sis!
Don’t let him win a battle you were never meant to fight because your own words betrayed you.
The devil is an accuser. But what gives weight to his accusation is often not his power but your permission. The Word says in Revelation 12:10 that he accuses the brethren day and night. Do you know what gives him content? Your careless tongue!!!
This is not to make you paranoid, sis. It is to make you alert. Because Satan is not always just fighting with arrows, he’s fighting with words. Yours.
That’s why the Bible says in Matthew 12:37, “By your words you will be justified, and by your words you will be condemned.” It’s not just God listening to your words. The enemy is, too.
So, sis, what have you been saying lately?
Have you unknowingly given the enemy ammunition?
Have you written out his strategy for him with your own lips?

BIBLICAL EXAMPLES OF DESTRUCTIVE WORDS
The Bible is full of real stories that prove just how dangerous careless words can be. These aren’t just warnings but vivid demonstrations of how words spoken without faith or wisdom can bring ruin.
Take the spies sent into Canaan (Numbers 13). They were supposed to bring back a report of God’s promise, a land flowing with milk and honey. But instead of faith, their tongues birthed fear and defeat. They said things like, “The land devours its inhabitants,” and, “We looked like grasshoppers.” Their words started to shaped their realities. That entire generation was sentenced to wander in the desert for 40 years, barred from entering the Promised Land. Their mouths became a death sentence, not just for themselves, but for millions who would follow.
Then there’s Korah (Numbers 16), a man whose words shattered peace and order. Korah’s rebellion was a careless, spiritual attack spoken against God’s chosen leadership. His words were filled with pride and defiance, stirring a mob to challenge Moses and Aaron. Those spoken words opened a door to judgment so fierce that the earth itself swallowed Korah and his followers alive. His defiant tongue didn’t just stir trouble; it called forth immediate destruction, wiping out himself and hundreds in an instant.
Miriam, Moses’ own sister, fell victim to the deadly trap of envy and bitterness (Numbers 12). She and Aaron spoke against Moses because they were jealous of his unique relationship with God. Their words were poisonous whispers, filled with pride and resentment. God did not ignore those words; Miriam was struck with leprosy, a physical and social judgment that isolated her from the camp. Her words built a prison of shame and separation around her.
In every one of these stories, we see a clear pattern: words are not empty sounds, they are spiritual forces with the power to create or destroy. Words of fear can close doors of blessing and through us into wanderings, stagnancy and delay. Words of rebellion can open gates to judgment, destructions and deaths. Words of envy can isolate, wound and afflict.
SILENT PRAYERS, LOUD NEGATIONS
There’s a tragic war happening in many hearts. A battle between the prayers we offer and the words we speak afterward. We pray boldly, asking God for breakthroughs, healing, peace, and provision. We raise our hands in faith. We believe.
But then, the moment the prayer ends, our tongues begin to fight against the very prayers we just made.
“I don’t think this will work.” “This situation is just too hard.” “I’ve been waiting too long.” “I don’t have the strength for this anymore.” “I guess God forgot me.”
Suddenly, the loudness of our negative words drowns out the silent faith of our prayers.
You might be surprised at how many breakthroughs never come simply because the breakthrough was canceled by the declarations made immediately after the prayer.
The enemy is not afraid of your prayers. He fears the agreement that follows them. Your words are like a contract. If you pray for a miracle but then speak doubt and defeat, you have just torn up the contract. The spirit realm hears the louder voice, and the breakthrough is delayed or denied.
Sis, silent prayers mean nothing if loud negations follow.
How often have you stood in the prayer room, tears flowing, asking God for healing or restoration, only to step outside and mutter, “I’ll probably never get better” or “Things never change for me”?
That’s spiritual self-sabotage.
It’s like digging a well and then immediately pouring poison into it.
Your prayers build altars of faith. Your careless words tear them down.
Your mouth can either confirm what your heart prays or contradict it.
James 3:6 warns us, “The tongue is a fire, a world of unrighteousness.” It can set aflame the very promises you begged God to fulfill. You might spend hours in prayer, but a few careless confessions afterward can unravel it all.
SPEAKING AS HEAVEN’S AMBASSADOR
Another thing to remember, dear sis, is that you are not just a woman with a voice. You are a territorial legislator, a heavenly ambassador, a royal envoy of the Most High God. You are representing a Kingdom, a nation, a government, and a territory that cannot be shaken. Never forget this, sis.
An ambassador does not speak her own mind. She speaks the mind of the one who sent her. She does not declare her own feelings, but the agenda of her government. That is who you are, dear sister. That is what your mouth was made for.
When Jesus taught us to pray (Matthew 6:10), He said, “Thy Kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.”
That’s not a normal request. That’s a royal command. We are meant to enforce Heaven’s will on the earth through our words.
We legislate.
When the situation says “barren,” we legislate and say, “None shall be barren in the land.”
When the enemy says “divorce,” we legislate and say, “What God has joined together, let no man put asunder.”
When the doctor says “terminal,” we legislate and say, “By His stripes I am healed.”
When fear says “you’re failing,” we legislate and say, “I am more than a conqueror through Him who loves me.”
Your mouth is a gate. A courtroom. A microphone. A gavel. Don’t use it to echo the world, use it to enforce Heaven.
Speak like someone who holds diplomatic immunity in the realm of the spirit.
Speak like one whose words carry the weight of the Throne Room.
Your assignment is not to complain about earth, but to bring Heaven down to it!!!
Not to describe what you see, but to declare what He said!!!
CONSECRATE YOUR TONGUE FOR ROYAL USE!
So, my fellow daughter of Abba, there comes a moment in every royal’s life when she must make a covenant with her mouth. A decision. A shift. A consecration.
Where she decides that this tongue will no longer be used for ranting. This mouth will no longer host the enemy. These lips will no longer pour out fire that scorches her own house.
Dear sisters, we must make up our minds now that we will not speak like hopeless commoners anymore.
No more calling your children “stubborn devils.”
No more labeling your husband “wicked,” “useless,” or “a mistake.”
No more calling your womb “dead.”
No more asking in frustration, “Will anything good even come out of this again?”
It must end here.
This tongue was not given for complaints or curses. It was given for decrees. It is a throne of authority, a gate to the spirit realm, and we must treat it as holy.
If a king’s tongue can sentence a man to death, then know this: your tongue can sentence your destiny to silence or call it forth into glory!
The Bible says in James 3:2 that he who can bridle his tongue is able to control his whole body. That means your life follows your lips. If your words are loose, your life will be scattered. But if your words are governed, your destiny will align.
We need to consecrate our tongues, sis. Here are some ways to sanctify our tongues for the Lord’s use.
1. Make a Covenant with Your Tongue.
Write it down if you must. Declare it aloud. Let heaven and hell hear: “From today, my mouth belongs to God. I will no longer use it to serve my emotions, my fears, or my pain. It will only serve truth.”
2. Confess and Renounce Every Word You’ve Spoken Against Yourself and Others.
Take time to pray: “Lord, every altar I raised through bitterness, sarcasm, and unbelief, I tear them down now by the blood of Jesus. I uproot every harvest of death I sowed with my tongue. I cancel every demonic agreement sealed through my mouth.”
3. Discipline Your Tongue Through Silence and Scripture.
When in doubt, say nothing. Train your mouth to pause. To wait. To weigh. And when you must speak, speak the Word. Memorize it. Meditate on it. Declare it. Let God’s truth become the default language of your life.
4. Build a New Vocabulary.
No more “I can’t.” No more “It’s always me.” No more “I’m finished.” Replace those with:
“I am helped by God.”
“My marriage is a testimony in the making.”
“My children are mighty in the land.”
“I have the mind of Christ.”
“I shall not die, but live and declare the works of the Lord.”
“Oh, my life is beautiful!”
5. Protect Your Environment.
If you surround yourself with negative, loose-tongued people, their words will infect you. Choose friends who speak faith, not fear. Who declare the Word, not worry. Let your tribe be a company of women whose mouths drip with fire, oil, and life.
Your tongue is a prophetic tool. A holy altar. A gate of destiny. You are not permitted to use it carelessly anymore. From this day on, let it be known: You only speak life. You only speak Heaven’s language. You only issue decrees, not doubts. You are royal. And royalty speaks with purpose.
DO THESE WORDS SOUND FAMILIAR?
- “Why is my life always like this?”
- “I don’t even know what I’m living for anymore.”
- “Some people are just lucky. Me, I’m always left behind.”
- “It’s always me helping others, but when I need help, no one shows up.”
- “This child will be the end of me.”
- “I don’t even think I’m destined for marriage.”
- “Every man is the same, useless and wicked.”
- “This husband of mine is a punishment.”
- “If I die now, no one will care.”
- “I just want to disappear.”
- “People only remember me when they need something.”
- “Why was I even born into this family?”
- “My parents never did anything for me.”
- “My siblings are doing well, but look at me.”
- “Nothing ever works for me.”
- “That’s my life, just full of mistakes and regret.”
- “I guess this is how my life will always be.”
- “I’m not the kind of person people favour.”
- “I just don’t have grace like others.”
- “Everything I touch spoils.”
- “They always overlook me. I’m invisible.”
- “Favor is not for people like me.”
- “Even God has forgotten me.”
- “I’ve accepted my fate.”
- “Life has dealt with me.”
- “I’m just tired of everything.”
- “This is the same pattern my mother followed, now me too.”
- “They said we’re cursed in this family.”
- “That’s how it always ends, just when I think it’s working, it collapses.”
- “Men will always cheat.”
- “This marriage is a big mistake.”
- “I married the wrong person.”
- “My husband has no sense.”
- “My wife is a burden.”
- “This child is not normal.”
- “I’ve tried, but I give up.”
- “If I didn’t have these children, my life would’ve been better.”
- “My child will disgrace me one day.”
- “I should have aborted this pregnancy.”
- “That person is just pretending. I see through her.”
- “She will never change.”
- “Some people just irritate me.”
- “Let me just block them before they bring bad luck.”
- “If only I was born in another country.”
- “Nothing good ever comes out of this place.”
- “I hate my life.”
- “I’m tired of praying. It doesn’t work.”
- “Maybe God loves others more than me.”
- “My pastor doesn’t even hear from God anymore.”
- “Church people are all fake.”
- “That person doesn’t deserve what she got.”
- “Some people just sleep with their helpers to rise.”
- “The way she’s going, her marriage won’t last.”
- “He’ll cheat again, just give it time.”
- “She’s always pretending to be holy.”
- “Their blessings are suspicious.”
- “I know my own will not last.”
- “This breakthrough will end like the others.”
- “The devil is just winning in my life.”
- “I can never be as good as her.”
- “They just like light-skinned girls. That’s why she’s married.”
- “No good man will marry someone like me.”
- “I’m damaged goods.”
- “Nobody wants a single mom.”
- “I’ll probably end up alone.”
- “With the way I look, who will even choose me?”
- “Even if I fast 40 days, nothing will change.”
- “My destiny is slow.”
- “My star is dim.”
- “Something is wrong with me spiritually.”
- “Maybe I’ve already missed my season.”
- “I know I’ll suffer in old age.”
- “I’ve always been the rejected one.”
- “I bring bad luck to anyone who helps me.”
- “It’s too late for me.”
- “I just want to go and never return.”
- “My life is a joke.”
- “It’s not jealousy, I just don’t like her spirit.”
- “Let them enjoy for now. Their downfall is coming.”
- “What is she even doing that I can’t do better?”
- “My enemies are winning.”
- “Even this one will still end in pain.”
- “My heart is too broken to love again.”
- “I’m just passing time. Nothing great will come from me.”
- “Let me not have hope. I don’t want disappointment.”
- “I’ve been punished enough by life.”
- “Maybe God just doesn’t want me to have joy.”
- “That’s how all these pastors manipulate people.”
- “God has favourites. I’m not one of them.”
- “As a woman, you just have to endure and die inside marriage.”
- “You can’t trust anybody, even your prayer partner.”
- “If I open up, they’ll mock me.”
- “I don’t trust women.”
- “All these things don’t work for people like me.”
- “I’m not spiritual enough for God to help me.”
- “This is how my life will end, struggling and praying.”
- “God speaks to others, not to people like me.”
- “They say God is good, but I’ve not seen it.”
Sis, these are not mere words. They are snares, altars, and legal permissions in the realm of the spirit. We need to ask the Holy Spirit to bring to our remembrance every careless or pain-fueled words we’ve ever spoken, so we can repent, revoke, and rewrite them all. Oh, Father, have mercy on your daughters. Have mercy on us, Lord. In the Mighty Name of Jesus Christ.

STIRRING THE WATERS
Dear sister, it is that special moment. 10 good minutes of stirring the waters, of praying in the Holy Ghost. Please gladly take this short pause. Let the instrumental below play and just stir. Don’t rush this. Pray in the Spirit. Abba to Daughter. Spirit to Spirit.
And if you haven’t received the gift of the Holy Spirit yet? This is YOUR TIME! Cry out to Abba: “Father, fill me! Baptize me! Immerse me in Your Spirit! I need You for life, Holy Spirit, come. Baptize me with the Holy Ghost and Father, please grant me another pentecost in Jesus Name”
Let’s start stirring.
TAKE CHARGE
We are daughters, let’s take charge over the territories where we are represented right now.
Father, by Your mighty Name, I sanctify my body, my home, and my atmosphere right now. I cover myself with the blood of Jesus (Revelation 12:11) and declare every strange spirit, every demonic stronghold, to flee by fire (Psalm 34:7). I cleanse this place and myself from every trace of darkness (2 Corinthians 6:17). Let Your Holy Spirit fill this space and my life with Your perfect peace (Isaiah 26:3). I take authority as Your beloved daughter and refuse to be moved. In Jesus’ Name, Amen!
START PRAYING
Sis, if you’ve ever prayed before, now is the time to turn it up! You’re not here to joke.
THANKSGIVING
- Father, I thank You for creating me in Your image and giving me the power of speech. Thank You that I am not voiceless in the spirit.
- Thank You, Abba, that my words are not meaningless noise, but carry authority, weight, and destiny because I am seated with Christ in heavenly places (Ephesians 2:6).
- Thank You, Lord, for every time You delivered me from the harvest of my own careless words, when mercy overruled judgment.
- I thank You for the blood of Jesus that speaks better things than my past confessions, better than my bitterness, anger, or despair (Hebrews 12:24).
- Thank You for every promise I have buried with my tongue that You are still willing to resurrect by Your mercy.
- I bless You, Lord, for giving me access to the courtroom of Heaven, where my voice can decree, legislate, and birth Your will on earth.
- Thank You for the gift of repentance, that You do not cast me away forever for the misuse of my mouth, but draw me back and sanctify me anew.
- I glorify You, Jesus, because where death once flowed from my lips, You are raising rivers of life and altars of fire.
- Thank You, Holy Spirit, for being the Guardian of my words, the One who convicts, trains, and empowers me to speak like royalty.
- I thank You, Father, because every bound tongue is being loosed today, and every chained destiny is being released by Your grace and truth.
REPENTANCE
- Merciful Father, I repent for every word I have spoken against Your will in my life and life of others i the Mighty Name of Jesus.
- Abba, I acknowledge that my mouth has not always represented Heaven well. I have murmured, accused, cursed, joked recklessly, and empowered darkness. Forgive me and wash me clean.
- Lord, for every time I agreed with the devil’s script over my life, calling myself barren, unworthy, unloved, useless,…………. I repent and renounce every agreement now.
- Forgive me for every time I canceled my own prayers with post-prayer confessions of defeat, fear, or frustration. Lord, have mercy on me and reverse the damage.
- I repent for every word I have spoken over my children, my marriage, my home, and my future that built altars of delay, confusion, or bondage. Let Your blood speak better things now in the Name of Jesus!
- Jesus, I am sorry for every word I spoke casually but was recorded seriously in the spirit. Teach me to fear You in the way I speak.
- Lord, I repent for every sarcastic and negative statement I’ve ever made about my body, my womb, my ministry, my finances, my purpose………… Let mercy rewrite my scrolls.
- Have mercy on me, Lord, for echoing the language of darkness more than the decrees of light. I turn now. I renounce every idle word. I ask You to blot them out of the books of remembrance.
- Father, just as You touched Isaiah’s lips with fire (Isaiah 6:6–7), touch my tongue today. Purge me. Purify me. Let my mouth be cleansed by the coals of Your altar.
- I cry for mercy, Lord. Where my own words sentenced me, let Your Word now deliver me. Where I built prisons with my mouth, let Your truth break me free.
TONGUE DELIVERANCE
- O Lord my God, deliver my tongue from the flames of hell! Whatever in me still responds to darkness in my speech, let it be consumed by the fire of the Holy Ghost!
- Every area of my life where my mouth has become a weapon of destruction, Lord, I cry for deliverance! Uproot every serpent hiding under my tongue!
- Wherever bitterness has taken residence in my heart and overflows through my lips, O God, flush it out by Your mercy and fire! Let no root of hell survive in me.
- I break every demonic influence that seeks to control my mouth, spirits of slander, gossip, rage, dishonor, and mockery, you have no place in me! Out by fire, in the name of Jesus!
- Jesus, You said out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks. Purge my heart, O Lord! Burn every dark fountain that keeps feeding my words with death.
- Holy Ghost, sever every soul tie and covenant that connects my tongue to hellish speech. I renounce the culture of sarcasm, complaining, and coarse jesting. Let my words now flow from Heaven, not from hell!
- Lord, any time my tongue wants to drag me backward into bondage, anger, or defeat, put a divine brake in my spirit! Arrest my mouth by Your fear!
- Fire of God, fall upon my tongue now! Burn every impurity, every addiction to negativity, every loyalty to the language of defeat. Let only Your truth remain.
- By the blood of Jesus, I cancel every demonic legal ground granted through my past words. I revoke every word agreement with hell. Let the books be wiped clean!
- O Lord, let my tongue no longer be an instrument of hell, but a trumpet of Heaven. Where once I murmured, let me now prophesy. Where once I poisoned, let me now heal. Let my tongue now glorify You, forever!
TONGUE CONSECRATION
- Abba Father, I bring my mouth before You like a priest laying a sacrifice at the altar. Let the coals from Heaven’s fire fall upon my lips. Purge me, cleanse me, and make this tongue holy unto You.
- I surrender my words, my tones, my whispers, my expressions, everything that flows from my mouth. Let none of it ever again serve darkness, frustration, or flesh. Let it serve only Your Kingdom, O God.
- I will not speak like a commoner anymore. I belong to Zion. I am royalty. Therefore, I choose to speak with intention, reverence, and power. My mouth shall be known in Heaven. My decrees shall shake the earth.
- From this moment, I declare that my tongue shall bless and not curse. It shall praise and not poison. It shall pray, not murmur. It shall edify and not destroy.
- Lord, make my mouth an extension of Your mouth. Let my voice echo Your heart. When I speak, let it be as an oracle of the Lord (1 Peter 4:11).
- Place a double gate over my lips, Lord. May I not even whisper what Heaven does not approve. Let every word be weighed in the balance of Your glory before it is spoken.
- I consecrate this tongue for warfare, to decree, to legislate, to establish Heaven’s government on earth. Let the enemy no longer find agreement in my voice. Only God will find partnership in my lips.
- Let my tongue be dipped in oil, sharpened like a sword, and soaked in truth. Let it become a wellspring of life, refreshing those around me and silencing the lies of the enemy.
- Spirit of the Living God, rest upon my mouth. Breathe through my words. May my tongue host Your presence with trembling. May angels respond to my decrees because they know I speak from a place of consecration.
- Abba, I am Yours. Use my mouth to call forth destinies, to tear down demonic strongholds, to comfort the weary, to raise the broken, to rebuke evil, and to proclaim Your will. This tongue is no longer mine. It is Yours. Forever.
Yes, dear daughter of Abba, you are before your Father. It’s time. You’ve wept. You’ve repented. You’ve been delivered. Now you must legislate. You must rise in your ambassadorial office and begin to undo what hell wrote using your mouth, and rewrite your scrolls with Heaven’s decrees.
START LEGISLATING!
- By the authority of Christ, I cancel every idle word I have ever spoken that empowered darkness. I break their effect now! I declare they shall not stand, they shall not come to pass, in the name of Jesus!
- Every satanic harvest growing from careless words, wither by fire! Every altar raised through anger, fear, sarcasm, and doubt, be shattered now by the blood of Jesus!
- I erase every word that gave the devil access to my womb, my marriage, my mind, my purpose, and my children. I command divine reversal and restoration now!
- I take back the narrative. I take back the pen. I legislate the will of God over my life. I rewrite every place I once spoke as a prisoner. I now speak as a daughter of the Throne!
- I declare: I am not barren. I am fruitful. I am not cursed. I am blessed. I am not forgotten. I am chosen. I am not too late. I am right on time in God’s calendar.
- I call forth everything my idle words buried, gifts, relationships, open doors, mantles, come back to life now! Let resurrection power answer every grave I dug with my mouth!
- I command alignment, my tongue, my thoughts, my prayers, my decrees, be synchronized with Heaven’s agenda! No more contradiction! No more double speak!
- I tear down every spoken judgment over my children, my home, my future. I declare: my tongue now builds what God builds and destroys what God hates!
- From this day forward, I speak as Heaven’s ambassador. My words legislate. My mouth establishes. My voice carries weight. No more idle chatter, only royal decrees!
- I now declare the Word of the Lord: I shall eat the fruit of my lips, and they shall be good. I shall speak life and reap life. I shall decree a thing and it shall be established for me. In Jesus’ mighty name, amen!
STANDING IN THE GAP
Now, please intercede. Stand in the gap for others. Take these as if they were yours:
ONE: 1. Pray for my daughter who experienced toxic marriage and is now separated.
2. Pray for my children O and P waiting for the fruit of the womb.
TWO: 1) There is a junior of mine God has committed into my hands to bring back into the fellowship of the brethren. She suddenly stopped attending fellowships for the fact that brethren offended her. The only breakthrough I have was when I went to her house unannounced. She doesn’t respond to messages or calls. Doesn’t attend any church at all too. I want God to melt her heart and heal her of whatever hurts she may have. I want God to take away the hardened heart and bring her back home to the brethren. I want God to also give me a breakthrough with her.
2) A dear friend of mine and brother has been confused in the area of marriage. He isn’t so sure of any sister. A lot of sisters seem to be showing interest and it’s looking at the Marriage Committee like he isn’t serious and he is. I want God to settle him maritally this year and that he would not miss it in the area of marriage. That God would give him the right woman that would support his ministry and assignment.
3) That God would take control of my marital process and journey and grant open doors on every side to ease the process.
4) For calmness in every aspect of my life.
THREE: Good evening sisters. My mum has been battling several sicknesses for over 15 years. The height of it is insomnia, not able to sleep in the day and the night, please pray for me that God will perfect her health, grant her sound sleep and heal her.
I also need God’s guidance on marriage. The silence from God is 😩 He should show me mercy.
I also need Salvation for my siblings
FOUR: I want the house to pray over my dad, He is being oppressed in his sleep, we have prayed and have been praying but this siege has been on, coming and going, Please pray for me in this Juicy July, Let his deliverance be perfected and complete and may all the evil doers be exposed in Jesus name Amen.
Round off with thanksgiving,
FATHER’S CORNER
Let the instrumental below play freely while you talk to God. Imagine Him seated right before you. Now, start to talk to Him like you can see Him. Heaven is open. Your Father is right before you. Ask away! Ask real things, meat, not chaff. It’s you and Him now. Spend this 10 minutes well, unrushed. spend more time if you so desire but make sure you spend time with your father. I can promise you before July ends, you’d start to have encounters you never knew existed! Ayaaa… Just open your mouth and let it pour! Amen!
Round off with thanksgiving when you are done.
ANNOUNCEMENT:
Don’t forget! Our Juicy July Bible Study holds tonight at 9PM (WAT) on Google Meet (Ladies only). Please ensure you are studying the Scriptures as you fast and pray. God bless us all.
Text for today: John 16
See you there, beautiful daughter of my Father!
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