Chuck D. Pierce:
Prophetic Word: "Raise Up Your Slack Hands!" Plus "Days 11-18 Prayer Guide to Revamp and Move Forward!"

So much has happened since the events of September 11, eight years ago. The tragedy of September 11, 2001, is still vivid in the minds and hearts of the world. The collapse of the World Trade Center Towers rearranged the course of this nation and world as we knew it. This terrorist act was a slam against God's covenant plan in the earth. We must realize the wars of the heavenlies that we are now engaged within. You can read about these in The Future War of the Church and God's Unfolding Battle Plan. The first is now a prophetic history book of the changes in the Church that were predicted and now have manifested. The second gives us insight through 2016. Two chapters in God's Unfolding Battle Plan that will help you during these 40 Days of Revamping and Being Revitalized are "The Mind War" and "The Blood War."

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Many people have come into my life throughout these past 4 years. Many have asked me several times exactly what motivated me to write this book. There have been so many questions and even some speculations about my motives.


I wanted to take this time to finally discuss my passion not just for the blessing to be called an 'author', but also to be called a 'Scribe' of the Lord's.


I have always possessed the passion to write. However, is wasn't until the early summer of 2005 that I was actually able to visualize that passion as not only from my own inner being but also a heart's desire of mine and also of the Lord.


Many times along this road of brokenness I have come across a book or maybe an article or just maybe a selection of words on a page; and those words were either going to be death or life for my inner being. I know that many of us as we travel along our journey called 'life' have needed some encouragement.


I...

From Tragedy to Triumph … My Testimony

Being able to write this testimony and this book is a miracle only by the grace of our Lord. On Saturday morning December 6, 2003 my youngest daughter and I were leaving to go and pick up my son who had spent the night before with his Dad. We live about 60 miles from where my son was. Our church family was having an outing for the boys in the youth group and my son was invited.

We left our house on what seemed to be a glorious day. It was the typical, sun shining, birds singing and cool breeze blowing kind of day. It was clear and absolutely gorgeous outside. We lived in a rural part of the state of Louisiana in a very small town called Iota. As we proceeded down the familiar road we had traveled many times in the past five years nothing seemed different. We had a new car. My oldest daughter who was in the military at this time gifted me with the car on my...