ELevate Scaffolding Groups

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ELevate Scaffolding Group

Are you an anointed woman who considers herself a Kingdom mover and shaker? Do want to achieve more with your life, career and relationships? Are you someone who sets the bar high for yourself? Are you interested in becoming successful, but not at the expense of others? Are you spiritual? Do you want to engage with others in a meaningful, non threatening competitive way? Do you want to be around people looking for other like minded individual with whom you connect with, learn from, and share ideas with? Well perhaps the ELevate Scaffolding is for you! ELevate Scaffolding is the brain child of Dawn Davis Lawrence. It's primary aim is to support you through your time of personal growth, revelation, identification, transformation and transition. Why? because none of the above should be ventured alone or needs to be done alone. ELevate Scaffolding provides a warm, welcoming, challenging yet non threatening environment for you to explore, grow and discover your what, your why, your where, your when, your who and your how? Not everyone is ready for ELevate Scaffolding that's why we don't accept everyone who applies, you've got to be someone who has drive and motivation. However if you do meet the criteria

This is a great opportunity to work along side other anointed women who want to advance in their lives. You will have access to a members only area, conferences, retreats, webinars and a whole host of opportunities to assist you in discovering and living YOUR BEST LIFE.


When Faith Roars…

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Do you want to take your life up a pace? Are you ready to take it to the next level, to earn more, achieve more, live your best life? Do you want to be happier, wealthier and healthier? Do you want to learn how to achieve the success you know you are capable of?

I’ve learned that faith roars!! And that if we are to affect a change in our lives and that of others, we are to respond when it roars.
I’ve learned that if faith doesn’t challenge you, it isn’t worth having. Real faith won’t always feel safe or cosy. It’s rarely compliant and compromising, it will stretch, push, poke and prod you and although it will inspire you, it’s roars will often scare you.
How I know this? Because I’ve strived to live a faith driven life. However, with that said, I have noticed a ever increasing pressure to lock faith away, to silence its roars and tame it’s vision. See, our world no longer recognises or requires faith, in fact I read somewhere the other day, “who needs faith, when we’ve got google?” My answer “all of us.”
I understand that faith roars every day, but so many have muzzled it and locked it away. That has been true to of me. Yes I’ve muzzled faith. It’s roars we’re too loud, it’s demands too risky, too challenging, too likely to make me look like a fool. But then what was I left with? A life without light or vision. I much preferred faith… I choose to release the roar!
When faith roars respond:
Stepping into the store for my hair appointment, the space felt unusually cold. Yes it was cold outside, but I sensed a different kind of cold inside. Something seemed off. “Hey” I gave out as I entered the store “You good?” I asked “Yeah man” the barber replied, his head down, hoovering his scissor over the clients head. This was only my second visit to this barber, I liked him, young, professional, polite and on point, my kind of entrepreneur.
With little to do to my hair, he was soon done. As I got up from his chair, I noticed his face, something was wrong! Very wrong! It had dropped, as if he’d suffered a stroke. His lip appeared bruised and swollen, his eye too. “That’ll be £10 please” he said, looking straight at me. “Son, what happened to your face?” I asked, shocked and concerned. “Doctor’s said some kind of palsy” he replied, “just woke up one morning like this.” His voice quivered as he spoke… I heard faith stretch and roar within me.
Giving him the money with my left hand, I reached forward and gave him faith with my right. I didn’t know how he’d react in the company of his peers, but it didn’t matter, faith was roaring and roaring loud.
I gently placed my right hand on his face, and calmly commanded healing virtue to flow through me to him. He stood still, his eyes locked with mine. The shop grew quiet, all eyes fixed on both of us. “God” I said calmly and quietly “I command every weakened muscle tissue, be restored to your original state, in the name of Jesus Christ.” He stood silent, the shop stood silent, my hand still on his face. And, as if suddenly emerging from a trance, he said “Thank you Mum, I’m grateful for your prayer, I needed it.” His eyes welled up.
As I left his shop, I ordered another consignment of healing virtue.