You wouldn’t know it, but destiny is still coming, and the future looks glorious, not without pain or trial, but you will see greater things for Yahweh has chosen you. From among the millions, you are favoured by His Hand, you cannot know it now or see it, but the Great I am does and He is preparing you, right in the furnace of fire, right in the grip of pharaoh. Right where it’s dark and empty, where slave songs fill the morning air and prayers of anguish fill the night sky. Right here, now.... this is my story, a story of Grace, I am Elisheba, Mother of the Priesthood.
