Dear Tiffany 2026,
Has Jesus returned yet?
If not, what countries have you been too so far?
Are you in more than Africa, Germany, Columbia, Canada, and England?
I’m proud of you for laying *it* down
I’m proud of you for picking *it* up
The fasting
The prayer
Following your greatest leader
Becoming the executive of YOUR destiny
Co-laboring
And side by side, maybe
But no more underdog
Doggedly working for someone else
How is your voice?
How is your voice?
Are you speaking that fire?
And, for the record, it doesn’t matter if they hear you
It matters only that you are speaking
Your obedience is fire too
You already know the depth of the word “international” and its mantle on you
I declare you in this WORLD, and never OF it
I declare you free and transformed
And I praise God for your obedience
For the ones you brought with you, like He told you to
For the ones who brought you along, like He told them to
I speak this anti-fear to be a crop in your heart
I speak expansion to be the bumper crop
Long legs, many minds, platforms inside of you
Blooming out, bearing fruit
All so you can hear
those seven words
If not, what countries have you been too so far?
Are you in more than Africa, Germany, Columbia, Canada, and England?
I’m proud of you for laying *it* down
I’m proud of you for picking *it* up
The fasting
The prayer
Following your greatest leader
Becoming the executive of YOUR destiny
Co-laboring
And side by side, maybe
But no more underdog
Doggedly working for someone else
How is your voice?
How is your voice?
Are you speaking that fire?
And, for the record, it doesn’t matter if they hear you
It matters only that you are speaking
Your obedience is fire too
You already know the depth of the word “international” and its mantle on you
I declare you in this WORLD, and never OF it
I declare you free and transformed
And I praise God for your obedience
For the ones you brought with you, like He told you to
For the ones who brought you along, like He told them to
I speak this anti-fear to be a crop in your heart
I speak expansion to be the bumper crop
Long legs, many minds, platforms inside of you
Blooming out, bearing fruit
All so you can hear
those seven words