Predestined woman, you are not scared or stuck. Depression and oppression are not your portion.

The fear you feel is your posture before God as you ask God to remove any desire of settling or erecting your tent in this place.

God declares you are His daughter, beautifully assembled as the image of the rose of Sharon among the brambles.

Predestined woman, you are wheat among chaff, diamond among coal, a sheep among goats.

This is your image for heaven favors you among many.

You are made in the image of the living God.

You are arrayed more beautiful than Solomon and all he admired.

Your place is prepared for you on the other side of Jordan. You won't remain here forever. Your heart reaches for your inheritance, and your eyes shall see the glory of the Lord.

Predestined woman, rest and eat. Heaven goes before you and will fight your battles for you.

You shall sit under your own olive trees on the porch of your victory--an inheritance predestined for you and your generations before time began.