Prosperity Prayer

Prayer of Healing from Hate

"Graced by God: The Spiritually Discerning Woman"

        Mrs. LaTrice M. Hughes

She ain’t loud... but she’s powerful.
Moves like still waters — deep, wide, unshakable.
Doesn’t chase trends or follow crowds.
She listens...
Then she waits.
Because her decisions don’t come from emotion —
They come from revelation.

She’s not reactive.
She’s responsive.
Not because she’s passive —
But because she’s in tune.

She walks by faith,
not by what it looks like.
Not by what they said.
Not by what they post.
But by the whisper of the Holy Ghost.

She’s a woman of war... in silence.
Eyes open.
Ears fixed.
Spirit alert.
Because discernment is her weapon,
and grace is her covering.

“My sheep hear my voice...”
And baby — she hears Him loud and clear.

She can smell fake peace from across the room.
She can feel danger before it knocks.
She don’t need receipts —
she’s got revelation.
She don’t need proof —
she’s got permission.

God said “Move,”
so she did.
God said “Leave,”
and she left.
God said “Wait,”
so she’s still...
Still graced.
Still covered.
Still wise.

She don’t entertain every conversation.
She don’t let just anybody touch her spirit.
She guards her gates like a watchman
on the wall of Zion.

Because discernment ain’t cute —
It’s costly.
It’s carved through heartbreak.
Sharpened by obedience.
Birthed in the secret place.

You can’t manipulate her.
You can’t distract her.
You can’t deceive her.
Because her anointing came with a filter —
and it’s tuned to Heaven’s frequency.

The world don’t get her,
but God graced her.
And when she walks in a room,
Hell backs up.
Chains loosen.
Strategies change.
Because she walks with divine intelligence.

“She is clothed with strength and dignity...”
and baby, she didn’t get it from the mall.

She’s not chasing a platform.
She’s standing on the promise.
She’s not seeking applause.
She’s walking in assignment.

You might overlook her —
But Heaven recognizes her.
She’s one of His.
Marked. Chosen.
Set apart for such a time as this.

So don’t mistake her softness for weakness.
Don’t confuse her silence for fear.
She’s just discerning.
She’s just listening.
She’s just waiting on God to say:

“Now.”

And when He does...
Oh, when He does...

She will move like Esther,
fight like Deborah,
pray like Hannah,
and walk like Mary —
carrying something holy.

She’s not just a woman.
She’s a weapon.
A wonder.
A daughter...
Graced by God.

LaTrice Hughes © 2025