So I woke up one morning, early per usual, and after spending some time in prayer, I could not move on to my other planned activities from an intense overwhelming weakness, so I shut down and went back to bed for about 90mins, I woke at 5.30am and instantly felt the weight of my day fall on me. I needed long stretches of hours to accomplish a few things and I feared I was already falling short.
Instantly, the Holy Spirit whispered these words to me
Pockets, Blocks and Stretches
Boooooom. This post was birthed.