My little granddaughter has always loved horses. Her mom thought it was a phase and she would outgrow it, but she hasn’t. She LOVES horses. Each time we go in a store that sells mostly animal food, she will run to the toy horses and have to have another one…even though she has most of them. Those horses don’t sit idly on her shelf either, she plays with them non-stop.
And she loves cowboy boots. That is her favorite footwear. Neither, her mom nor dad wears cowboy boots – nor does her brother, this is something in her, not something taught.
All summer long she has been talking about wanting to ride a horse, day after day, that is what she says she wants to do. Finally, Breanne scheduled a horse riding lesson for her this past week. Brailee found her love! It was love at first sight with horse riding, you could see it on her face. Here is this tiny little four year old, leading around a 2000 pound animal with no fear. She learned to guide the horse, get him to go, to stop and to back up, it was amazing. The look on her face was priceless, it was pure joy! It is all she has talked about for days.
While we were there, the young girl who was teaching Brailee, wasn’t a big girl either. She was a smaller girl, yet she dealt with each horse with such authority. She was quite amazing to watch. She handled Brailee, the horse and Bryson very well, we were impressed with her.
During the lesson the horse began to sneeze. Now, we all know sneezing isn’t voluntary. So the horse sneezed a couple times, each time Brailee would fall forward. After the second sneeze, Elizabeth, who was the trainer said to the horse ‘STOP IT!’ Breanne and I both looked at each other thinking ‘it’s a sneeze, he can’t stop it.’ But, I am here to tell you that horse did not sneeze again. He stopped immediately.
As I watched Brailee and Bryson on the horse, they both were doing what she said to do, however, they did not have that voice of authority she had. When she spoke the slightest thing or made the slightest command the horse obeyed. He knew her authority.
This caused me to think about the word of God and how many of us speak it. I often think of my Dad, before he died of cancer. I would go and pray healing scriptures over him and say ‘Dad, God will heal you.’ And he would say ‘I sure hope so honey.’ There is no faith in hoping so and I knew it. My heart broke for him, but he did not know his authority and it was obvious.
Isaiah 55:11 says; So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper [in the thing] whereto I sent it.
God’s word is powerful, it is the final authority in all things and when we speak it out of our mouth, we must speak it with authority and not with timidity or in ‘hoping so’. We must speak with the same authority this young girl spoke with, an authority that is instantly and without question, obeyed.
Matthew 11:12 says; And from the days of John the Baptist until now the kingdom of heaven suffereth violence , and the violent take it by force.
Violent means to apply force. When we speak the word of God we have to speak it with authority, we have to put some force behind those words. The only way we can do that is if we know who we are in God and who He is in us. We must also know, and I mean be fully persuaded, that what God has said IS the FINAL authority. His word, spoken with authority, does not return void, it will be obeyed in the place it is sent.
Today I encourage you to get into the word of God, confess His word until you feel the authority given to you by God arise within you – and THEN speak it out your mouth. Speak it with confidence and authority and know that it will not return void. It will accomplish what you sent it to accomplish…every time.