I declare I am in a divine birthing season and what I’m carrying is from Heaven.
I declare I have the strength, stamina, and support to push through this process.
I declare every pain has purpose, and every contraction is bringing me closer to breakthrough.
I declare I will not miscarry my calling or minimize my mantle.
I declare the vision within me will not die in delay.
I declare I am crowned with grace, favored for delivery, and anointed for impact.
I declare divine midwives are being assigned to help me birth this promise.
I declare fear, shame, or fatigue will not rob me of the finish line.
I declare this is not false labor—this is real purpose pressing through.
I decree and declare I will push with power, and what is born from me will change everything.
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