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Jun 2018
The more we rise, the higher the level.
The higher we go, the more adversaries we have.
As we climb the elevator, we deal with more thorns in our flesh.
Being elevated to a new level early will utterly destroy if we are not ready.
Rising levels is when we deal with more wicked spirits.
The level is elevated, so now we use more discernment.
Advancing as we climb the staircase, we grief more.
Rising levels is just a test... to see how much faith we have.
Deontae M Johnson
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