Lord,
As I lit a candle for Andrew’s shoulder this week, behold, I received a vision. There was a great beast rising out of the northeast. On his head was a hood to conceal his thoughts. He had five rings on his fingers, and in his hands he held a young goat. And there was a number on the beast, and the number was the number of his name.
The number was 12.
Let him with ears hear! And the beast was angry, because it had won a great victory and nobody cared. And the beast set his face toward your people, seeking to devour them…
Lord, would you help our Colts this week?