Private obedience isn’t glamorous, but it’s where God does His best work. This is the soil where anointing is cultivated—when nobody sees you, when no one claps, but you keep showing up anyway. Public anointing doesn’t fall out of nowhere; it flows from the hidden yes. From the field. From the quiet place. If you’re wondering where your oil is, look at your obedience when the lights are off.
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