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THE SECRET TO A LARGE HARVEST

                             

Without oxen a stable stays clean, but you need a strong ox for a large harvest.
 proverbs 14:4 (NLT)

For us at the Birthplace, God has been recently talking to us about overflow, multiple harvests and increase.
The year 2014 has been declared the year of the overflow and the month September happens to be the month of OVERFLOW.

We desire to see great results from our works, vision, career, ministry and all. We put in our best and sometimes it just doesn't measure up to our idea of the overflow. However, the problem is never with God but with man.

Proverbs 14: 4 says, without an oxen a stable stays clean. This means when you have nothing to work with, your store house will be empty. The Oxen here refers to our skills, talents, efforts and whatever you are committing into the fulfillment of your dreams. However, the second part of that scripture says, it is not enough to have an ox (plural) but have one that is strong!!
It says, "you need a strong ox for a LARGE HARVEST.

Perhaps, you have been trusting God for the overflow He promised and you have only got some harvest but not A LARGE HARVEST.
I encourage you to examine your skills, efforts, approach, strategy and whatever you work with. It is time to strengthen it by seeking an improvement.

While you commit to making your ox strong, ask the Lord to increase the strength of your ox. we both know that except the Lord helps us, we are helpless.

I speak the strength of the ALMIGHTY INTO YOUR OX today, IN THE NAME OF JESUS!!

GO GET A LARGE HARVEST IN YOUR FIELD!!!

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