QUOTE : Father,” he began. “I want to thank you with all that I am, for bringing me to Nineveh.” She couldn’t stop the gasp those passionate words evoked. The reverent way he said them and the personal way he addressed God had her trembling with realization. The man had opened Heaven’s door and walked right into God’s throne room and she was there, with him, where she had no business being. “All Your ways are so perfect, Father. Every day, you blow me away with your mercy and love. I’m asking that you touch Nineveh’s heart, Father. Touch it in such a way that it’s real and she knows down to her bones how passionately in love you are with her and care about every detail of her life.” Nineveh couldn’t stop the tears, they came unbidden, like her dirty soul wept in desperate hunger for the warmth racing through her veins as her spirit came alive and sucked it all in. “But we know the enemy, Father. He will come as a hungry lion, seeking to devour. I thank you for your wisdom and discernment, the power to meet every devil and crush them.